Brittney

As she leaves, you smirk and think to yourself that was a good way to start the morning. You look down at your cock, which is still hard; one of the reasons you love this job is it provides you with plenty of young pussy and ass, as you have always had the problem...or the blessing, depending on who you ask, of being able to come dozens of times in a day. It’s not like you have to cum that much, but you have the ability to get hard over and over and over again, which most women seem to like but which can cause you some problems when you're not able to get off as often as you like. Thankfully, with this job, you are able to.

As you wait for your next appointment to come in, since that one was quicker than you expected, you sit down with Jane’s file and make a few notations in it about her skills and your ranking of her. Honestly, if you were grading this purely based on who would be the best talent, she would definitely be up there compared to most of the people that you've seen so far for this role, but in all likelihood she will not get the main role and instead be offered a small role within the production. Probably as someone who appears in just a handful of filler episodes or something like that, but definitely someone to keep on your radar. If she can keep this up, she'll definitely be someone you want to come back to, and you want to be the one to have given her the break in the industry, but she's definitely not done enough to earn the top slot in this production. But knowing her, she'll be grateful to have even gotten that, and you might get some more out of her when you tell her that she has at least gotten some role that pays decently well.

As you finish up your notes, you close the folder and walk out to your assistant, handing it to her and saying, “Can you please make these notations in the online computer system? I also included a sticky note with several of my own personal observations for the other file. Please update that as well. Do we know when my next appointment is going to be?”

She looks down at her calendar and says, “She should be in within the next 10 minutes. Do you want to look at the folder while you wait? I think you will be going to like her; she has been in the industry for a while, so I'm sure she knows how stuff works, and she seems to be pretty talented.” You nod, and she hands over the file to you. As you flip it open, you see Brittney's official shot—that is her name.