I’ll show you those later.”“You took a bath in front of him, Girl?”“Noooooo, don’t be silly. Tommy was very nice, showed me to his bathroo..., made sure I had everything I needed, then left me alone.”“Did you lock the door?”“Of course not.”“Did he like peek, or, come in accidentally-on-purpose without knocking?”“Cully! Now stop it. He did not peek.”“Fine, back to the living room part. Go.”“Am I telling it good, Cully?”“Perfect, Girl.”“You’re feeling better, aren’t you, boy?”“Yes. I just hope I. The casting goes well, the guy says you will definitely get offers. Afterwards you go to the mall for coffee and you look at the passersby and want to tell them how you spent your afternoon. This porn thing feels strangely right for you.Within a few months you have made several scenes and the porn life seems to be for you. It is a Monday morning and you are in a house in Beverly Hills to make an interracial scene that will involve an older guy. On the way to the place in a cab, you get a call. As she began to move a little, trying to wrestle some flexibility intoher rigid and tense body she began to become vaguely aware of voices.Softly speaking they sounded confused or surprised. Had something justhappened? What was the big deal, didn't they wake up sore once in awhile? No, it wasn't about her; well not like that. It was about HER!They seemed more interested in her being there than her condition. Sheturned her head towards the bulk of the voices as she sat upright.Slowly shapes. He had heard him in the background but never spoke to him directly."Hello Ray" a familiar voice softly saysInstantly recognising the voice but he cannot place it. Ray answers"Hello Sir, I have your money. I can pay you in full"The shuddering of his voice box is evident."I know you can now that your job has finished"How did he know about the job? None of the crew had blabbed, of that, he was sure. They would not have been that stupid. We had been so careful, and the club was the only place that.