I’m stunned

On my way up the front steps of the ΕΛΤ house to meet with a new client, I get a message on my phone cancelling my appointment with said client. A little more advance warning would be nice, I think. On the bright side, Noelle should be in her room . . . I head upstairs, thinking about all the ways we’ve fucked in the month or so we’ve been together; by the time I reach the second floor, my prick is long and hard. I daydream my way down the hall until I get to her door. I’m surprised to hear her talking to someone. I knock, and she opens the door with her phone pressed to her ear. She looks at me with pleased surprise and waves me into her room.

“Yes,” Noelle says. “In fact, he’s here—he just walked in... Yes, I’ll talk to him... Goodbye.” She hangs up and turns to me, looking **** and highly uneasy. “Andrew,” she says uncomfortably, “there’s something I need to tell you.”

I expect her to continue, but she stays silent for a long time. “Yes?” I say to prompt her.

“I, ummm... I... Andrew, I’ve been, ummm...” Noelle stops again, then continues with a rush, “I’m paying for school by doing porn.” My jaw drops. She looks at me, and I guess is reassured that I don’t look like I’m condemning her or something. “I’ve been doing porn since I turned 18. My family doesn’t have much money, and they don’t really care about college. I got scholarships, but I knew I’d need more. I like sex and I like being watched, so I thought doing porn sounded exciting. I haven’t done a lot, but I’m doing more and more. I’ve got fans,” she says proudly, “and they want to see more of me, so the studios keep asking for more.”

“What’s your screen name?” I interject. I’m curious.

Noelle blushes. “Mercedes,” she whispers. “Mercedes Ryder.”

“I’ve seen the name. I’ve never checked out any of your videos, but I’ve thought about it.”

She blushes hotter. “Anyway,” she coughs, “I mentioned I had a boyfriend, so they asked about you. I told them how good you are at eating pussy, and they wanted to know more. So, I, ummm...” Noelle grinds to a halt. Her face is glowing so hot, she could be used for a stoplight.

“Yes?” I prompt her.

“I... I...” She takes a deep breath and says hurriedly, “ThelasttimewefuckedIrecordedit.”

“What?” Did I really hear what I thought I just heard? “You made a sex tape of us, and sent it to your studio?”

“Yes,” Noelle says in a small voice. “They can’t use it, legally, I made sure of that. But... they were impressed. They want to hire you.”

I’m dumbfounded. I can’t speak; I can’t focus my eyes. My mind whirls. Finally I gasp, “You’re offering me a career as a porn star?”

“Yes,” Noelle says. “You’d just work with me, at least at first. But they’ll pay you well—and they’ll increase my pay for recruiting you.” She gives me the figures, and I whistle. “And they can promise to keep your face off the screen if you want. I figured you would. Are you interested?”