.. MAX I warned you about dating other people from the show, didn't I? BARBA...A Boys, please.Tristan slumps on the couch as Barbara holds his hand supportively. TRISTAN Oh, man, this show is all I've got. What am I gonna do? MAX You gotta give 'em what they need, kid. The ratings are in the crapper so they're trying a big. The video! You glanced to your phone and imagined how many views and subscribers you could get if you filmed one of the dirtiest places in your city. What if the shower sprayed mud? What if the beds were made of cardboard? What if there wasn't even a bathroom!? You were convinced this place would be what kickstarted your career!And so, without hesitation, you eagerly opened and stepped through the musty hotel door. You held your phone in hand but angled it so that it wasn't blatantly obvious. The giggles convinced him to look around the room with a little more care.When the papers were handed back, Sid stared at the B+ in a state of shock. Just about every paragraph had editorial remarks about grammar and structure. He couldn’t believe his eyes, but he read it very carefully. Rather than complaining, he realized that it was a chance to improve. Others in the class were quite vocal in response to their grades, not bothering to read the comments. Sid was not surprised at their. Everywhere you looked, there was porn playing, on TVs outside of the theatre, in a small room where a bunch of guys played pool and in the theatre itself. The atmosphere was dark and smoky, it smelled musty inside. I was nervous and excited at the same time. We took our seats a little toward the back and a few seats in. There were two people fucking each other on the screen in front of us, but Master was excited for a different reason. The way these men looked at His slave in her black stiletto.