"I really want this part," Rebecca St. James said.
The casting director looked at her. "But she's so unlike you. Why do you want this?"
"That's the fun of acting," said Rebecca.
"Oh," he said. "We'll need you to pre-audition."
"What?" said Rebecca. "Nobody told me there was a pre-audition."
"How much do you want the part?" said the casting director.
"I want it very badly," Rebecca said.
"Are you willing to do what it takes?"
"Of course."
"Well, then," he said. He approached Rebecca. She stood up. She was wearing a dark red dress with a hem about mid-shin and a pair of boots.
The casting director moved closer. Now he took Rebecca in his arms. He kissed her hard.
"This is your pre-audition?" Rebecca said, incredulously.
"Oh, no," he replied. "It's just the beginning." He grabbed her and pulled her to him. "You do want the part, right?"
"Well, yes, very much, but-" The casting director kissed Rebecca again, hard. He pinned her against the wall. He pulled in close and rubbed against her. Rebecca gulped.
"How much do you want it?" he said.
"Very much," replied Rebecca.
"Good," said the casting director. As he kissed her again, he fondled Rebecca's boobs over her dress. He rubbed against her.
"Sit," the casting director said. Rebecca walked over and sat on the couch. The casting director sat next to her, remarkably close, Rebecca thought. She shifted, a little uncomfortably. She felt the casting director's hand on her leg.
"What are you doing?" Rebecca said. The casting director reached around and unzipped Rebecca's dress.
"All part of the process," he assured her. Rebecca let out a long sigh. She took a deep breath.
"All right," Rebecca said softly. She pulled her boots off. She stood up and slipped off her dress. "Is this part of the process?"
The casting director smiled. "Yes," he said. "That's good," he said. Rebecca kissed him hard and unzipped his pants. "Attagirl," said the casting director.