You are not okay with this

"I'm not a prostitute!", you say, holding your hands up in protest. You can't really physically **** Honey to stop the car without endangering the both of you, but you can certainly ensure she understands your objection.

"Of course not", says Honey hastily, still avoiding your gaze. "But you're a porn actress, and fans want to have sex with porn stars. It will be good experience for you, and I'll personally make sure you get paid".

You shake your head, simply not comfortable with the idea. "I... don't think I want to do this", you say. This certainly wasn't what you signed up for.

Honey takes a deep breath and exhales before easing down on the pedal. "It's... fine. I'll let the fan know we couldn't find anyone", she says, looking visibly disappointed for a moment. You almost get the idea that she's upset, but her expression quickly relaxes when she seems to realize you're still looking at her. "I suppose you'll be wanting to do do that double penetration audition of yours, then?", she asks in a resigned voice. You nod in response.

"Alright", Honey smiles, briefly glancing at you and turning the car around at a traffic light. "I still hope you know what you're doing. Don't let them get too rough with you".

"I'll be fine, I'm sure!", you tell her as she steers the car back into the studio parking lot. "And I can get home by bus later".

"Alright. Well. Good luck and I'll see you around", Honey tells you. The both of you get out of your seats and say your goodbyes. After entering the studio you watch Honey darts away down some hallway.

You glance at the time on your mobile phone. You have a few moments to kill before your 'Double-Penetration audition' with Rick and whatever guys he will decide to bring along. You spend it browsing the internet on your mobile phone in the company break room for a while. Nothing much exciting happens for the rest of the day, and during the evening you briefly leave the studio to find something to eat. There doesn't seem to be any restaurant or snack bar nearby, so you're left wandering the streets for longer than you'd like. Eventually you find something and grab a bite to eat, but by then it's getting late.

You grab your bag and retrieve your phone, quickly checking the time while you finish up your food. Your appointment with Rick at the bar will be in about half an hour from now. When you hurry back and step inside into the studio you briefly wonder what you're even thinking. Are you really going to go through with this? Are you really going to let yourself be fucked by two complete strangers at the same time just to have a chance of landing a role in a movie you know little to nothing about?