Head to bed (Day 3)

You set an alarm on your phone before putting it on the charger next to your bed. Then you finish up brushing your teeth and crawl under the blankets. You briefly resolve to ponder on todays events before resting; but sleep overtakes you quickly once your head hits the pillow.

You sleep tightly, but near the end of your sleeping cycle your dreams take an uncomfortable turn. You become plagued by visions of your friends and family learning of your new profession. When you try defending your choices to them, you start sinking through the floor. You dream of doubt and shame; you dream of relatives watching your video's and mocking you for it. But you also dream of some dark unseen presence. Someone hunting you; wishing to hurt you physically. Tearing at your body and soul.

You toss and turn in your bed, trying to mentally evade the hostile entity until your staggered breathing wakes you up somewhat, making you aware that you're on the verge of sweating. You kick the blankets away and fall asleep again, 'resetting' your dream and allowing you to rest peacefully until it turns morning. You stir and sit up, grabbing your phone and see that you've woken up minutes before your alarm. {If kyleparty=1}You turn it off, and also notice that you have two more separate texts from Kyle which were apparently sent at a late nightly hour.

"Hey baby. Don't forget about the party! Tonite at 10! I texted you the address. CU there? - Kyle"

"R u going to come or not? - Kyle"

You roll your eyes at Kyle's grammar and persistence. You really can't be bothered replying to him right now, so you decide to ignore his texts and scroll through the news and weather report instead. {else}

You disable the alarm before it goes off and start checking the news and weather report. {endif}Apparently it's going to be very hot again; the temperature rising even higher than yesterday. And indeed, piercing rays of sunshine are already beaming through your blinds and reflecting brightly onto the wall and bed, warming your bared legs. You get up, put on some cheerful music and start freshening yourself up in the bathroom; cleaning your face and applying some light make-up. Afterwards you start dressing lightly for warm weather while thinking about what the day is going to bring.

You suppose once you arrive at the studio you'll have to make a decision first; Either you're going to join Sarah and Hogan for the reshoot of yesterday's cheating scene or else you're going to be joining Candy for the gangbang. You had to acknowledge to yourself that the former felt a lot more comfortable in your mind, especially having done the scene once before already.

In contrast, a gangbang sounded new and scarily unfamiliar. Just allowing your body to be used and manhandled by a bunch of guys all at once on camera? And sure; Candy assured you that the payout for doing the gangbang would be sizeable, but was increased monetary compensation really enough reason to suffer through such sexual indignities? You briefly shiver; and you can't tell if it's out of fear or excitement. It's almost as if it's rapidly becoming harder to tell the difference.

You rummage through the fridge and cupboards for some breakfast, and are disappointed to find you're low on just about everything. Eventually you settle for some simple toasted bread with strawberry jam. You reckon with the rent now handled and with more money on the way you could afford to do some extended groceries after work today. It would certainly be nice to get your food variety back to a more healthy level.

After breakfast you prepare yourself for the bus and head out. You swiftly make your way past your landlord's door, having absolutely no desire to reflect on the events of yesternight. You have other things to worry about right now. You stand baking in the warm sunshine for a few minutes before the bus arrives, quickly taking you to the other side of town.

You walk the last part from the bus stop towards the studio, making sure to go around the building in order to take the back entrance this time. You've arrived quite early, but are still surprised to see both Sarah and Candy already standing near the door and talking to each other. Candy is smoking a cigarette, and the moment she notices you she waves excitedly. She's dressed up in stockings and high heels; green lipstick and a black top so small it barely covers her breasts.

"Hiya Marlow, you're here!", Candy calls out to you. "Right on time! I just told Sarah here you'll be joining the gangbang. She says it's fine; you don't have to do the other scene". She smirks, looking really satisfied with herself and eager to get started.

You notice that Sarah doesn't look entirely at ease however, glancing back and forth between you and Candy with an uncomfortable expression on her face. "I said that I'll inform the director, if that's what Marcy really wants. But please let her decide", she tells Candy, before looking at you questioningly. "Are you sure you want to go do a gangbang?", she asks with a hint of disappointment. "It can get pretty... Uh...", she hesitates and shakes her head, not finishing her sentence. "I mean... I know Hogan was eager to do a few more scenes with us two..."

You think about what to say. It's time to decide...

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