Page 32 of Rush (White Lace 1)


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“I need to pay for school.” Not uncommon. The Duke porn star had blown the lid off that scenario.

“What are you studying?”

“I’m pre-med.” A smile lit up her face. My next thought was of Everly and how her face never lit up when she talked about becoming a lawyer. “I want to be an oncologist.”

“Ambitious.” I liked that. I also like that she was smart enough to know that working retail in a mall wasn’t going to pay her bills. And smart enough to know that trying to pay off as much of her debt as soon as possible was far more beneficial than waiting until she graduated and had a hole in her finances as big as the Grand Canyon.

“Do you have any acting experience?”

Not that it mattered, but sometimes former high school drama students were surprisingly good.

We only filmed two feature films a year that required line memorization. Most of our content eliminated plot and scripted dialogue, making it all about the sex. For each scene, the director will have a vision and it’s up to the actors to bring it to life. Sexy, improvised banter is a bonus.

“Do you like having sex?”

“Yes!” She perked up. Her face softening. Her blue eyes batting up at me. “I like sex very much. I figured if I’m having sex with guys in my dorm, I might as well be doing it for money, and…I like the guys you have in your films for the Co-ed’s on Campus series.”

So she liked the boy-next-door look.

“Can you tell us a little about your experiences?”

Usually, I was focused on exactly what the potential actress was saying. Listening to her recount the details of her sexual journey to date, but today, all I heard were keywords.

Threesome.

Had Everly ever had a threesome?

Anal Sex.

Had Everly ever had anal sex?

Why I was even questioning these things was a mystery. I was certain her sexual experience was limited, but I knew better than anyone you shouldn’t judge a book by its cover. Maybe Everly was kinkier than I expected.

“Have you ever had sex with a woman?”

I looked over at Ben, who had taken over. He must have noticed I was off my game today. He was normally a silent observer during the castings. Good thing he was listening, because I sure as hell wasn’t.

I looked over at Abby and her nostrils flared and she sucked in a deep breath, shaking her head in denial. “Is that a prerequisite?”

“Of course not.” I checked off the “no” box on the casting template beside “same sex experience.” “But I won’t lie, it does pay more.”

She clasped her hands in front of her, wringing her fingers inside one of her palms. “Can I just stick to guys right now?”

“Of course. We won’t force you into doing anything you’re not up for.”

Another perk of working at White Lace, the actors controlled their careers. Happy employees meant great sex scenes, which meant lots of money.

“Okay, we’re going to have to see what you look like under those clothes.”

She didn’t hesitate. She removed her top first, a tiny black lace bra held up two nice breasts, B cups, no more. Removing her skirt, she exposed black panties, the same fabric as her bra, that scarcely covered her pelvic area.

I had felt Everly’s panties last night. They weren’t lace or satin, they were simple cotton. I chortled. Maybe she was being truthful when she’d admitted to buying her panties three in a package.

I realized my mistake when I looked up at Abby. She stared back at me in horror.

“Excuse my colleague.” Ben stared me down from his seat. “He must be thinking about the comedy we watched last night.”

“I’m sorry.” I felt the heat of embarrassment flame my cheeks. “My mind wandered for a second. You’re…lovely.”

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