Thank God, she thought, Chet was part of the porno-squad.
Bria grinned widely, totally buying that Chet would join the business. Not only was he an asshole who'd love to be paid to fuck women, he also had a pretty damn good dick. If she were totally honest she'd even have to admit that he was incredibly skilled with it. Each and every time he fucked her in some public place that last month she had a massive screaming orgasm.
Winking at him conspiratorially, hoping the camera didn't catch it, she exuded a false pride as she declared, "I'm the cheapest 'ho in the area. I just love to suck and fuck it almost seems a crime to charge for it. But, well," she shrugged, "A girl's got to get some food. Sperm just doesn't have enough nutrients in it to live on."
"Hot damn!" Chet exclaimed, grinning ear-to-ear. He looked back into the car and for the first time Bria registered that he wasn't alone. "You got that?" he asked.
"Hell yeah," one of the backseat passengers exclaimed, holding up a phone. In fact, as she looked closer she saw that all three of the guys in the car had cellphones in their hands, the kinds with cameras built in.
"Hi boys!" she said with a numb smile. It seemed to her a nice touch to put a bunch of guys filming her into a movie. She wished Chet hadn't mentioned that website, but she could always ask the directors to scramble that or something. They probably included it because they didn't realize she hadn't wanted it known.
"Hey guys, let's give Bria some business. At five bucks a pop first round's on me," Chet declared, and the doors popped open.
"Oh great!" Bria said, trying to **** enthusiasm. She'd really hoped to never see Chet - or anyone she knew - ever again. Or at least not until she was famous enough to rub it in their faces.
Chet reached back into the car, pulling out his own phone, which made Bria repress a sigh. It just figured. Plus it seemed like overdoing the plot device, but she could talk to the directors about that after. Maybe they could redo the scene later.
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