appear soon enough for her liking, she went up in search of her. She stopped at the top of the stairs and stared.
"I didn't expect you to come up." The very naked woman explained with a smirk.
"Christ Reece, does Faith realize how fucking perfect you are?" Cori leaned on a wall.
Reece chuckled, turned her back on the dancer and flexed. She laughed as she heard Cori slide down the wall. "May I get dressed now?"
"Please," Cori squeaked.
The club owner walked naked into the bedroom and closed the door behind her. Cori hid her face in her hands in disgust. "That is so sick. She's like your sister-in-law."
When Reece emerged, Cori was no longer on the floor. The tall woman snickered and went downstairs to find the dancer. "That better be coffee I smell."
"You're damned right." Cori met her in the living room with two mugs and gave one to Reece. "So what's happening? Tell me!"
"She's pissed. The place is wall to wall beauty queens and she's feeling a bit annoyed. "
"Why are there so many people?"
Reece shrugged. "Beats me. I'm going to pick her up in a few, by then she should be near hysterical." The tall woman frowned.
"Shit Reece! I hate that she's going through this, it's gotten so out of control. The damned part was written for her." Cori said angrily.
"I know that, and you know that, but those actresses in there all think they have a shot. That's what's making Faith so pissed."
"I can imagine. Hey, let me come with you?" Cori asked hopefully.
"Well, I don't know. I was kinda hoping to ease Faith's tension in my own special way." Reece said with a smirk.
"Oh come on! You guys should be past that Honeymoon stage, where the hell does lesbian bed death fit into your lives? There will be plenty of time for screwing later. I think she needs a massage, not an orgasm."
"One can never go wrong with an orgasm, Cor."
"Put it away Romeo, finish your coffee so we can get going."
PART 2
F AITH ENTERED THE office, annoyed, and really tense.
"Are you ready, Ms. Ashford?" A kind looking gentleman asked.
"I think so." She replied quietly.
"Are you nervous?"
"No, just angry, hot, and annoyed."
The man grinned. "My name is Harry Wells, and I am running the audition process. I have to admit, I was surprised to see your name on the roster. You do realize this part is already yours, don't you?"
"That's what I was told, but after sitting in that room..."
Mr. Wells, cut her off with a smile and a raised hand. "I understand completely. This has gotten way out of hand. We'll contact you with the details very soon." He said with a warm smile.
"That's it? It's over?" The actress asked in disbelief.
"We'll read a few more women, make a show of it, but yes, that's it."
"Oh my god! I was just tortured for hours for no reason? I'm Going to KILL Brad!"
Harry smiled warmly. "You have every right to be pissed, Ms. Ashford. I know this was unexpected and we had no choice but to placate. I assure you, Bill was adamant about it, he is quite fascinated by you."
Faith blushed, and she wasn't sure why. She recalled that Bill was the only man at the cocktail party on Valentines Day that wasn’t speaking directly to her chest. She chuckled with relief. "You just never know Mr. Wells, Bill could have been schmoozing like the rest of them."
"Yes, he could have, but you see it's the truth. As soon as we have something half way decent for you to read, we'll send it over to you. Just leave your information with me and you can go take a well deserved nap." He grinned seeing the relief wash over the blonde.
"Thank you so much!" Faith quickly wrote her information on the offered paper.
"One question," Harry bit his lip worriedly before asking. "Is your partner okay with the intimacy required of this film?"
Faith swallowed hard. "Uh, sure... no problem." she smiled weakly.
Mr. Wells grinned knowingly "Haven't told her yet have you." he said with a small laugh.
"Heh, well... don't you worry, she'll be fine." Faith replied with an air of false
"I didn't expect you to come up." The very naked woman explained with a smirk.
"Christ Reece, does Faith realize how fucking perfect you are?" Cori leaned on a wall.
Reece chuckled, turned her back on the dancer and flexed. She laughed as she heard Cori slide down the wall. "May I get dressed now?"
"Please," Cori squeaked.
The club owner walked naked into the bedroom and closed the door behind her. Cori hid her face in her hands in disgust. "That is so sick. She's like your sister-in-law."
When Reece emerged, Cori was no longer on the floor. The tall woman snickered and went downstairs to find the dancer. "That better be coffee I smell."
"You're damned right." Cori met her in the living room with two mugs and gave one to Reece. "So what's happening? Tell me!"
"She's pissed. The place is wall to wall beauty queens and she's feeling a bit annoyed. "
"Why are there so many people?"
Reece shrugged. "Beats me. I'm going to pick her up in a few, by then she should be near hysterical." The tall woman frowned.
"Shit Reece! I hate that she's going through this, it's gotten so out of control. The damned part was written for her." Cori said angrily.
"I know that, and you know that, but those actresses in there all think they have a shot. That's what's making Faith so pissed."
"I can imagine. Hey, let me come with you?" Cori asked hopefully.
"Well, I don't know. I was kinda hoping to ease Faith's tension in my own special way." Reece said with a smirk.
"Oh come on! You guys should be past that Honeymoon stage, where the hell does lesbian bed death fit into your lives? There will be plenty of time for screwing later. I think she needs a massage, not an orgasm."
"One can never go wrong with an orgasm, Cor."
"Put it away Romeo, finish your coffee so we can get going."
PART 2
F AITH ENTERED THE office, annoyed, and really tense.
"Are you ready, Ms. Ashford?" A kind looking gentleman asked.
"I think so." She replied quietly.
"Are you nervous?"
"No, just angry, hot, and annoyed."
The man grinned. "My name is Harry Wells, and I am running the audition process. I have to admit, I was surprised to see your name on the roster. You do realize this part is already yours, don't you?"
"That's what I was told, but after sitting in that room..."
Mr. Wells, cut her off with a smile and a raised hand. "I understand completely. This has gotten way out of hand. We'll contact you with the details very soon." He said with a warm smile.
"That's it? It's over?" The actress asked in disbelief.
"We'll read a few more women, make a show of it, but yes, that's it."
"Oh my god! I was just tortured for hours for no reason? I'm Going to KILL Brad!"
Harry smiled warmly. "You have every right to be pissed, Ms. Ashford. I know this was unexpected and we had no choice but to placate. I assure you, Bill was adamant about it, he is quite fascinated by you."
Faith blushed, and she wasn't sure why. She recalled that Bill was the only man at the cocktail party on Valentines Day that wasn’t speaking directly to her chest. She chuckled with relief. "You just never know Mr. Wells, Bill could have been schmoozing like the rest of them."
"Yes, he could have, but you see it's the truth. As soon as we have something half way decent for you to read, we'll send it over to you. Just leave your information with me and you can go take a well deserved nap." He grinned seeing the relief wash over the blonde.
"Thank you so much!" Faith quickly wrote her information on the offered paper.
"One question," Harry bit his lip worriedly before asking. "Is your partner okay with the intimacy required of this film?"
Faith swallowed hard. "Uh, sure... no problem." she smiled weakly.
Mr. Wells grinned knowingly "Haven't told her yet have you." he said with a small laugh.
"Heh, well... don't you worry, she'll be fine." Faith replied with an air of false
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