by Naomi Niles
I looked at her as she scrolled through her phone. Suddenly, her face lit up. “I got it! Apoplexy means a stroke or a sudden fit of rage.” She lowered her phone as she smiled. “Wow. I’ve learned a new word, and I’m going to use it as many times as I can so I can sound smarter. Apoplexy.”
I laughed and grabbed my purse. “Whatever, girl. You are crazy.”
As I got out, she rolled down the passenger window and yelled, “Carrie, if you do not get this part, I am going to have apoplexy!”
“Shut up!” I said, smiling as I walked to the front door.
“Call me when you are done, and I’ll be back to pick you up. Be yourself!”
I repeated her words as I walked into the building and checked in. The women were scantily clad as they waited in the lobby. We all showed up early, so we had time to kill before the casting call started. I took one of the vacant seats near the middle of the room and exhaled. Be yourself, Hannah. Be yourself.
It took just over an hour before they called my name. I followed a young woman through a set of double doors and down a long hallway. “Glad you could come, Hannah. Do you have your portfolio?”
“Yes,” I said as I pulled it from my purse and handed it to her. As we walked past a mirror, I could see my breasts move vigorously beneath my dress. I wanted to stick my hand inside and reposition them, but I knew I would draw her attention.
“Excellent. This looks good. Now, are you comfortable being naked in front of a camera?” I immediately thought back to Carrie’s photo shoot. Her question rang out in my mind: “if they paid you enough, would you get naked in front of a camera?” Without thinking twice, I answered her, “Yeah, that is fine. I have no problem with it.”
“Great.” She placed my portfolio beneath her arm and opened the door. “Go right in.”
I walked into a small room with two men and one woman seated in the front of the room behind a table. One of the men looked young. He had a 5 o’clock shadow with sky blue eyes and a sexy ass chest. His white T-shirt accented his pectorals as he removed his glasses. His hair was cut short, and as he looked in my direction, I tried not to stare.
“Hello, Hannah Black,” another of the gentlemen beside him said. “My name is Leonard Chariway. I am the director of the movie, and this is another writer of our script, Monica Chambers.”
“Hello, beautiful people. Thank you for having me.” I blocked out my nervousness and allowed the real Hannah to shine. A smile radiated from my lips as he fixed my attention on the man who was yet to be identified.
“And this is Ezra,” Leonard said. “He is the male lead for the movie. What we want to do is see how he interacts with his possible co-star. So,” he placed a small stack of papers on his table. “I want you to read a few lines with him. We just want to see if there is any connection between you two, you know? It is best to identify that right away and go from there.”
“Absolutely,” I said as I walked to the front of the room to grab the paper. From the side of my eye, I could see Ezra scanning my body. I smiled as I grabbed the stack of papers, making sure that my breasts moved freely beneath my dress.
Just then, Ezra got up and walked towards me, extending his hand. “Ezra,” he said with a gentle smile.
“Yes, I know. Leonard just told me that.”
“Yeah, but… I wanted to introduce myself to you personally.” His cologne floated around me like a cloud as he stood a few inches away.
I delicately placed my hand in his. “Well, hello Ezra, for the second time.” I released him and glanced down at the script.
“We want you to pick up on scene 4. I’ll set it up. You two have just ended an intense argument, and the make-up sex is just a heartbeat away.”
I steeled myself as his words floated into my mind. A nervous Hannah would have cringed, but I felt I had control of myself, so I was able to flow with it. “All right, Leonard. I’ve got it.” I winked at Ezra and then whispered to him, brushing my cleavage across his chest, “I hope you can keep up with me. I tend to move kind of fast.”
“Well, I hope you know how to drive a stick… shift,” he responded with a sensual tone.
“Hey, save it for the audition,” Leonard said, interrupting us.
We walked to our positions front and center, and moments later, Leonard clapped his hands. “All right, action.”
I took a deep breath and began, “Damn it, Johnathan! I am sick of your shit! Every time I come to your job, I see the same bitch hovering around your desk!” I turned my back to him.
He exhaled. “Sarah, how many times do I have to tell you, she is just friendly. Besides that, she is my boss, so she has to be around to give me the information I need.”
“Uh, hello?” I said, spinning back around with an attitude. “Email? Hasn’t she heard of that before?”
“Yeah, but you know how things can be misinterpreted through emails.”
“Yeah. Like how she wants you to lick her pussy before you shove your dick inside of it.”
I quickly memorized the next few, short lines and threw the papers down for a dramatic effect. Ezra gently grabbed hold of my arm, “Baby, baby. Why are you letting that come between us?”
I yanked away from him; my breasts nearly flinging out of my dress. “No, YOU are letting that woman come between us, Johnathan. And I am sick of it! What happens next? You have to explain why she is coming out of our home while I was away at work during the day?”
He laughed and grabbed me again, pulling me closer to him. My backside was pressed firmly into his crotch as he wrapped his arms around me and spoke directly into my ear. I felt his breath on the back of my neck and in that moment, I wanted him to move closer so I could feel his lips on my skin. It had been so long since a man had held me this close in this way, and from there, I had a hard time differentiating between fantasy and reality. “Baby, she will never step foot in our home.”
He turned me around. His hands were still wrapped around my waist as he pulled me closer. “This is your castle, and you are my queen. I don’t care what she says to me or what she does. Or what it looks like. You are my Queen, and my dick,” he smiled, “is not going anywhere else but inside your vagina. Period.”
I looked away from him, still not convinced. I wasn’t sure if it was in the script, but I wanted to lure his lips onto mine. “I am?” I said as I turned towards him, my breasts planted firmly between us. He took his hand and ran it through my hair. With his other hand, he grabbed the side of my face and pulled me closer. My heartbeat sped up, thumping inside of my chest like footsteps of a small army. I pulled my bottom lip inside of my mouth, coating it with a thin layer of saliva as he smiled in my face.
He leaned into me as his other hand grabbed the opposite cheek. His lips were moments away, and as I closed my eyes, Leonard yelled, “All right, cut! Wow. That was just… wow.” His words deflated my passion as Ezra released me and took a step back. I glanced down at his crotch. I knew I felt a bulge, I said to myself as I kneeled to grab the script I threw to the ground.
Leonard clapped his hands, and in seconds, the casting director followed suit. “Wow. I mean, Robert told me that you were special, but that? That chemistry. The way you made me believe that you were upset and in moments, you were ready to, for lack of a better word, jump his bones. That was marvelous! We can go home. I don’t want anybody else for the part, and I don’t care who else is out there. The goddamned Queen of England could be auditioning for this part,” he leaned over to his casting director. “She isn’t out there, is she?”
“No, she isn’t.”
“Well, the goddamned Queen of England could be out there auditioning for this part, and I would tell her to fly her ass back to England because we have our Queen right here! The part is yours! Will you accept?”
“I um–”
“Of course, you will! Why else would you have come if you didn’t want the part!”
Ezra smiled and shook my hand. “I look forward to working with you, Hannah,” he said with
a rugged smile.
“Yes,” I said as I tried to catch my breath from the wave of emotions clouding my mind. “Yes, I am looking forward to working you as well.” I slapped my head. “I mean, working with you. Working with you… as well.”
He chuckled, then walked back to his seat behind the table. I couldn’t believe that I had gotten the part and the director completely shut the auditions down after I was done. My big break had finally come, and to think that I almost didn’t come today was enough to make me sick to my stomach. I glanced at Ezra as I grabbed my purse and headed to the casting director to get more information about my part.
I still felt the electricity that was between us during the small scene we rehearsed. I would have been lying if I said there wasn’t a part of me that wanted to do this movie with him. He winked at me as I walked past, and that’s when I knew that there was going to be a lot more going on between us than what we did on set.
Chapter Seven
Ezra
“Hey, fucker, you ready to hit these weights?”
Jeff walked into my house as I sat on the couch, flipping through channels on the television. “Shit, bro. I’m tired. I don’t feel like going today.”
“Bullshit. You better get your candy-ass up. I’m not fuckin’ around. It is leg day and you know we can’t skip leg day.”
“Fuuuck.”
He sat down next to me and helped himself to the bag of beef jerky I had resting on the table. “Yeah, bro. Fuck is right. No pain, no gain.” He shoved a pile of it into his mouth as I sulked in my seat. His mumbled words fell from his mouth like crumbs. “Oh yeah, how’d that other audition go yesterday?”
“Oh, the audition,” I said, flipping the television off. “Man, it went good, but that’s not it. The chick that they got to co-star with me? She is fine! I’m talkin’ fine as hell. Big tits, nice legs. Her ass is kinda small, but it’s still enough to keep my attention.”
He munched on the beef jerky. “You’re talking like you’re about to start dating her or something.”
“No, not dating. But, I’m sayin’, if I’m going to spend a lot of time with someone, I’d rather her be easy on the eyes. Nobody is trying to look at a bag of fucking bricks all day long.”
“Yeah, yeah, I guess you’re right. The fuck is the movie about again?”
“It’s based off a novel called Satin Sheets.”
“Fuck. I’ve heard of that,” he said as he grabbed another handful of jerky. “This chick I used to fuck around with was all into that shit. She tried to get me to do some of what she read. She wanted me to tie her up and gag her and pour hot wax on her and shit. I was like, ‘Fuck no! You’re not about to have me do that and then call the cops on me talkin’ about I abused you. Fuck that.’”
I laughed out loud as he went on. “I’m serious. Fuck it. I’ll let somebody else play the fool. Shit. But if that is what it’s based on, then you and that chick will be having some sex scenes for sure. Knowing that, it probably is best that she is somewhat attractive.”
“Yeah, that’s what I was saying.” I looked at the empty bag of jerky on the table. “Yeah, because I didn’t want any of that. I mean, I brought it out here just so you could eat it all. That’s exactly why I did that.”
“Thanks, buddy,” he said as he stuck his finger in his mouth to jar bits of jerky that were caught between his teeth. “But, what the fuck are you doing reading a fucking book?”
“Sorry, I’m not a fuckin’ meathead like you, you son of a bitch.” I stood up and headed to my room to change for the gym, “Besides, I needed to see what kind of shit I was getting into when they gave me the part, so I started reading it. I ended up liking it, too.”
“Yeah, yeah,” he said as he stood up. “Just get your ass dressed so we can go. Fuck. I’m pumped now! That jerky hit the spot.” I came back into the front room dressed and ready to go. As we walked out of the house, Jeff spoke up, “So, does Tanya know about your part?”
I locked the door behind us, “Nah; she doesn’t. I didn’t want to brag to her about it, you know? I felt like it would be more of a gut punch if she found out on her own. Hell, I know that once she finds out, her whole attitude towards me is gonna change. From bitch to baby in a half of second. Like clockwork.”
“To baby, huh?” We walked down my pathway to his two-door Mustang. “That sounds like you might be trying to get her back.”
I grabbed the door handle and glared at him. “Get her back? Hell no. I’d rather fucking wear barbed wire underwear than get back with her. That shit is dead. I’m looking to the future now. I just want my boys around more, that’s it. That’s all I want from her.”
“I hear ya’.”
We climbed inside his vehicle, and he sped off down the street. On our way, Marc called. He told me that they would have the script ready for me by Friday and I could come to his office and pick it up. “Sounds good, Marc.”
“Oh, one thing. You know that there are sex scenes involved in this movie, right? I mean, I figured you did, but I just wanted to make sure you knew about it so it wouldn’t catch you off guard.”
“Yeah,” I said with a smile, thinking about Hannah. “Yeah, I’m good with that. I figured it would be.”
“All right, good. Well, make sure you come by Friday, and we will read it together. Welcome to Hollywood, Ezra. This will open the door for many more opportunities.”
“See you Friday, Marc.”
“Indeed.”
I hung up the phone as my mind replayed my last meeting with Hannah. I remembered her voluminous breasts looming right before my eyes as she stood in my arms with her soft body pressed against mine. I was moments away from kissing her and if Leonard didn’t stop us, I know I would have. My imagination floated images of us rolling around in bed on top of each other as we recorded scenes for the movie. My mind replayed it like it was a porno. I hadn’t done sexual scenes before, so I didn’t know what to expect, but I was looking forward to the opportunity. Before I knew it, I had an erection.
Chapter Eight
Hannah
“So, you know that we have to go somewhere and celebrate the fact that you got the part, Hannah. I mean, you do know that, right?”
We sat on my bed the next day, talking about the audition. I was still blown away by the fact that I was chosen for such a major role. It all seemed surreal. I just hoped that if I was dreaming, I wouldn’t wake up anytime soon. “Yeah, I guess we can go out somewhere. Hell, it’s probably going to be one of the last times I’ll have some free time. I heard we are shooting some of the movie in New Zealand.”
“New Zealand? Wow. I promise I’ve always wanted to go there. I am so jealous of you right now, Hannah.”
“What? Why don’t you come with?”
She shot a side-eyed glance in my direction. “Um, no. You are flying there to work… which means you will be getting paid for it. Us common folks? We need to stay here and work our jobs on American soil before we don’t have a place to live… or a car to drive.”
I sucked my teeth. “Like you’ve been paying rent anyway. I think I’ve been footing the bill for the past three months.”
She laughed. “Yeah, you have. But hey, I’ve been taking care of everything else, so it’s been working out.”
“Whatever.”
She glanced at the Satin Sheets novel that was on my nightstand. I handed her the book before she could ask for it. “So,” she said, flipping through the pages. “You know about the sex scenes in this book, right?”
“Yeah,” I said, taking a deep breath. “I mean, I know they are in the book. I glanced over one of them and, um, it gets pretty intense.”
“Um-hm,” she said as she searched for the same scenes.
“Page 147. The second paragraph.” She snapped her fingers and flipped right to the page, reading it out loud.
“He grabbed the side of her face and gently guided her down to his penis as she wrapped her lips around it.” She looked at me with a smirk, then lowered her
head and continued reading. “She flattened her tongue and ran it down his shaft as his eyes rolled to the back of his head. With her free hand, she gripped a hold of the top of his penis, stroking it up and down as she slithered her tongue down to his testicles.”
She slammed the book closed and looked right at me, “Hannah! Wow. This shit is explicit! Do you know what kind of movie this is going to be?”
I sighed. “Yeah, I know. I mean, it’s a big jump from what I normally do, but… hey, Halle Berry had to get fucked on screen before she won anything, so… maybe… I have to do the same.”
“Yeah,” she said as she tossed the book on the bed, “Billy Bob fucked the shit out of her. Well, what about the guy? Did you see him yet?”
I stood up and walked to the mirror as Ezra’s face floated into my imagination. “Yeah,” I said with a smile. “I saw him.”
She stood up and rushed to my side, “Well, what does he look like?”
“He is handsome. Very handsome. He has a rugged look because of his stubble. He was buff. My God, he was buff. I could feel his strength when he pulled me in close to him. My panties were damn near soaked when he held me from behind.”
“Wow. Well, I guess if you’re going to get fucked, at least he sounds hot!”
I laughed. “I mean, I don’t know what is in the movie yet. I haven’t read the script, but I’m sure there are some of those passionate scenes.”
She sat on the edge of the dresser. “And you’re OK with that?”
I looked in the mirror. My reflection glared at me as I shook my head. “It doesn’t matter if I am. I have the part, and I’m going to go from there. I mean, you stripped in front of random men and took pictures. I know what I will be asked to do may be a little different, but we will see.”
