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SCARLETT JOHANSSON FUCK-MY-FAN CONTEST PART I
MONDAY MARCH 6TH - 5:15 A.M.
"Hello?" A rather deep voice answered on the other line after a couple rings from the telephone. The voice sounded both groggy and raspy, as if we had awakened someone from their slumber. I glanced over at my wrist watch to discover we were making this call at 5:15 a.m. I clenched my teeth in an awkward smile and cringed over at my business partner; delivering a face that said, "We may have jumped the gun a little too early here."
The famous 39-year old Hollywood starlet, Scarlett Johansson, smiled from ear to ear at the sound of the receiver's voice, despite his obvious grogginess that is. She held the phone's speaker closer to her plumped lips and greeted our special guest.
"Good morning! Am I speaking to a Jackson Days?" She asked in an enthusiastic voice that was comparable to that of a Disney princess.
There was silence followed by a couple rustling noises that we could only imagine was caused by our guest's body swiftly getting out of bed.
"Yeah. Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah this is Jackson." The voice said, sounding both nervous and out of breath. Based on his reaction, we were pretty sure Jackson knew who was calling him. He didn't sound groggy anymore! Scarlett placed her fingers over the telephone's microphone as she attempted to keep in her giggles. She closed her eyes and refused to look at me. If she did, she knew she would bust out laughing; the same kind of laugh one would make if a baby did something cute. After a couple moments of collecting herself, she began to speak again. "Hi Jackson. It's nice to hear your voice. Do you know who's calling?" Scarlett asked.
"I mean, I have a good idea but, I'm gonna be really disappointed if I'm wrong."
"Well, let's not make you go through any disappointment now. Here, we'll start over." Scarlett cleared her throat. "Good morning, Mr. Jackson Days! This is Scarlett Johansson calling. How are you?"
...
Silence. I imagined this was the part where the young lad was left speechless, jaw on the floor, heart and mind racing.
"Jackson you still there?" Scarlett asked.
"Uh, yeah. Yeah. Yeah, of course I'm here. Hi Ms. Johansson..." He said rather sheepishly.
Scarlett giggled. "Jackson, we're calling because I wanted to personally congratulate you and let you know that you are the winner of my first ever Fuck-My-Fan contest! I personally reviewed your entry and found your reddit page with all the...uh, what do you call it...cum tributes you've done for me and...I couldn't let the opportunity of getting someone like you on my Onlyfans page slip." Scarlett explained, smiling the entire time. I kept the camera focused on Scarlett while she awaited a reaction, but again...silence.
The poor lad had just picked up his jaw from the floor only to have it fall again, I thought.
"You-you-uh- you saw those?" Jackson stumbled as he asked his question.
"If I hadn't seen those, I wouldn't be calling right now." Scarlett giggled. "They were very very very nice..."
"Wow," he spoke. "Is this, is this like a prank?"
Scarlett looked up at me. We locked eyes and then explained, "no. No, you really won! This is happening, Jackson."
More silence.
"Jackson?" I spoke up, projecting my voice loud enough for Scarlett's phone to pick it up. "Jackson, this Mr. Kyle. I'm Ms Johansson's assistant. I assist her with running the Onlyfans account, and make arrangements for her film shoots. Do you have a couple minutes for me to explain what this process will look like?"
"Um, yeah. Yeah, go for it." He said.
"Excellent! So, Jackson, even though you may not see it this way, it is you doing this favor for us. Which means, Ms Johansson and I will make this as smooth as possible for you. Any inconvenience that may come up, you can be assured we will accommodate to your schedule and your availability. With that said, Ms Johansson and I are currently located in New York City. We can offer you an expense free travel to us where we will cover your flight, hotel stay and meals. If traveling is not something that is feasible for you at this time, we can also travel to your location. Which sounds better for you at this moment, Mr. Days?"
"Uhhhh...sorry this is just a lot to take in." He exhales loudly through the phone. "Well...um... I'm still in high school. So I can't ditch for a couple days. And I also still live with my parents. Yeah I'm 18, but I wouldn't feel comfortable screwing the woman of my dreams in silence so my mom won't hear you know?" A very very nervous laugh followed. Based on the sound of his voice, I could tell Jackson was afraid we would move on from selecting him given his circumstances. What Jackson didn't know, is that once Scarlett selects a winner, there's no changing her mind.
"Sweetheart," Scarlett interjected. "We can easily bypass all of those obstacles. I'll have Mr. Kyle get a place for me in your area. Does your mom take you to school? Do you take the bus?"
"I walk."
"Even better!" Scarlett exclaimed. "I can have Mr. Kyle waiting for you at a corner to pick you up during your walk. In the meantime I will be contacting the school to let them know you will be absent. That way the office won't try to contact your mom. That means that the day will give us from about 7:30 a.m. to around 3:00 PM to fool around and film. How does that sound?"
"Gosh, you guys really thought this through. Yeah, I'm really really down to do all this. Forgive me if I sound skeptical. It's just...well...it sounds too good to be true." Jackson said.
"Jackson, I just thought of something we should have shared with you earlier." I interrupted. "You mentioned that you didn't want your mom finding out. We should have informed you about this from the start, but we are filming this phone conversation. Everything leading to the sex, and the actual sex itself will be filmed for Scarlett's Onlyfans page. If this -"
"No yeah, yeah, yeah I'm cool with that." Jackson interrupted before I could even finish my explanation. "But, can you guys like, give me a code name or something? Blur my face in the videos?"
"Consider it done!" I said as I started to jot down notes.
