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Chapter 32 by Kineticat Kineticat

The client scene? The rest stop scene? Or the scene? Or invent her own?

at the cabin.

You sit back and weigh the three options in your mind.

The client one is the safest. You are portrayed as a confident woman trying to get ahead in life. For the simple act of pleasuring a few clients, you get a payday. Not much different than you do in this job at all.

The rest stop is the other ****. It's pretty much a dark, **** fantasy. It's all totally random, there's nothing your character could have done to avoid it. You're just a poor victim in the wrong place at the wrong time. You'll stay a victim until some kindly man comes across you and rescues you. This one is pretty much the scariest one too.

The **** skit is in the middle sorta but closer to the rest stop. You actually did something here to bring this on yourself even if being **** is way worse than willingly sleeping around. Still, your character had a bit more control in this one than in the other. The scene reminds you just a little of your original casting video though. This one has potential if twisted just a bit. You look over at the director.

"I'm leaning toward the **** scene at the moment. How set in stone is the plot you described?"

"It really isn't developed at all. Why?"

"I'd like to request a few minor changes. If you agree, I'll go with it."

"Ok. Now I'm curious. Models typically don't care about how these things are scripted. What would you like changed?"

The two of you discuss the finer points as you walk back to the cabin. When you get to the door, you both shake hands.

"Deal, Simone. It's a bit more twisted than I was thinking but I can have the men write it up. You'll probably see a script in about an hour or so."

"Good. If I have to do this, it may as well be interesting," you offer a smile and follow him inside. Agra heads straight to the scriptwriter's room as you take a seat on the end of the sofa. He makes good on his word and leads his writing team out about an hour later.

"Attention cast," he announces. "We have a script and copies are printing right now. It isn't too complicated so learning it should be pretty quick."

They start handing ten-page packets to you and the six actors.

"The rest of you follow me. The cabin is going to be in use for most of the film so we are heading out to set up a warming tent across the street. The other choice is to stay in the restrooms for the next couple hours and I expect that'd be unpleasant."

Lon leads the rest out the door as you and the actors read through the script. The guys are a pretty diverse bunch you notice.

The biggest one is your 'leading man' Greg. He's a 6' 2" tall white guy who looks like he lives at the gym. From his long blonde hair down past his barrel chest to the tree trunks he calls legs, he's a big boy. He looks in his early 30s so if he's a ten-year veteran, he got started young.

Greg is standing with the other five discussing the script. They all look to be in their 20s, two are white, one is black and two are Latino. None really stand out to you though, especially next to the jolly blonde giant. They're all laughing and joking about what they read in the script but you do notice they are careful not to comment on you or your parts. You figure it's time to break the ice, so you walk over.

Greg spots you first.

"Hey, babe. Welcome aboard," he offers and the rest of the guys quiet down and look over at you.

"Hi Greg, Hi guys. Anything we should discuss about this?"

The guys stay quiet and leave it to 'veteran' Greg to talk to you.

"We're all professionals and this is pretty standard. The script is a bit harsh on your character Kassy though."

"Yep. I read through it. It's more or less what Lon and I talked about. I'm cool with it if you guys are."

The men all start laughing at that and Greg shakes his head.

"Well, 'Kassy'. There is nothing in the script any of us will object to, trust me. If you're cool with it, I am too. I've been told the anal bothered you."

"The director assured me you know what you're doing so I said I'd try it. I've yet to have a good experience with anal though. No pressure," you wink at him.

"No pressure," he put his hand on your shoulder. "It'll be fine, babe trust me."

At that point, the director walks in with two of the camera crew. They start setting up the devices as he gathers you all together.

"As you can see, the script is pretty simple. There's an opening that sets up Kassy and Derek's arrival at the cabin and how she gets into this predicament, then the big middle portion where Kassy gets to know the rest of you rather well, and the final scene that ties it all up. Any questions?"

Greg steps forward, "It seems pretty easy to me. This is going to be a 45-minute film in the end right?"

"Yes," the director shrugs. "That's what the company asked for. There are six of you. We should be able to fill that just fine. If I have to, we have a couple of cameramen that probably wouldn't mind helping 'Kassy' out."

The guys break into laughter as you blush a bit. At some point you'll get used to this you figure. Greg squeezes your shoulder lightly.

"We can handle it, sir. I think she'll be a pleasure to work with!"

You elbow Greg in the side playfully, "Smartass!"

He reaches down and pats your bottom.

"Ass sounds good to me!"

The guys start laughing again as the director speaks up.

"Gentlemen, please stop trying to scare the model away," he looks over at you. "The far bedroom is makeup and wardrobe. Head over and get ready."

Then he looks at the guys, "Follow me out to the men's room. You'll change in there."

He leads the guys out the door as you head back to makeup wondering if you made the wrong choice here.

What's next?

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