The Interview

My hair was in a high ponytail, I had on red pumps and I was filing my red nails. I was so glad to get rid of all that pink, it was hurting my eyes. I sprayed on my Versace perfume, poured some coffee, and got comfy on the couch. Tucking my legs underneath me. This morning I sent the two videos to Susie and Marilyn, I made them wait. Seventy minutes were shot, but I told them they could only use three minutes, that's what I signed in the contract.

"Hello."

Susie was on the phone, I could tell she was a little angry. "Wendy, we just watched you and Adam. God, you acted like such a slut. I can't believe the way you engulfed his cock. I can't even believe that cock fit inside of you."

"Mmm, it did."

"Just because we dressed you up like a Barbie doll, didn't mean you had to act so over the top, so sexual."

"Well, it was porn, Susie."

"And I could tell the two of you had some crazy chemistry. He even loved those fake tits of yours."

"Mmm, so is it okay? What's the problem?"

"Well, you were so over-excited. You even had an orgasm, I had never seen any of those other girls cum before."

"Maybe they weren't trying."

"Tsk. Marilyn tells me she wants to shoot more video of that pink outfit later."

"Ooh, I forgot to tell you. I'm not doing any of that anymore. I'm retired."

I could hear her talking to Marilyn, I could imagine her shaking her head and cursing. She would be so disapproving of me. Susie's voice was suddenly very curt, "We were watching these fucking videos and I don't know, you were either a very good actress, which you are not, or you never had sex before."

"Probably the latter. I gotta go I have a date. This interview is over." I heard Colton's car, he was going to love me in white.

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The End

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