Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up.
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Los Angeles, California
The sun beamed down into the blind covered windows upstairs of an office in downtown L.A. Jane Richards had just hung up the phone with an old actor that worked in her studios years ago and now she was getting up from her chair to leave her office and go back downstairs and work out files. When she walked out the door, another executive who also was her assistant joined her. Kimberly smiled up at Jane as they now were walking together down the hall with their heels clacking in rhythm, as Kimberly spoke up.
"Busy morning?"
"Not really, just got off the phone with Mike about coming back to fund a small documentary. I'm heading out to meet him for lunch to discuss the details."
"Oh, well I got something that should interest you. Lucy Pinder is in the studio today, and she's auditioned for a few roles. After talks went well, she wants to be in with us on contract."
Jane's blank face was nothing that Kimberly could read before the two women were walking down the staircase and now downstairs close to the exit of the building.
"Lucy Pinder...isn't she the glamour girl out of Britain?"
Kimberly nodded her head all smiles and replied.
"I checked her out, she has no agency or an individual agent. This could be a great opportunity for us to bring a new actress in with no history. Only problem is, I think she's demanding a little too much. She's being picky about auditioning certain roles, despite no experience as a lead. What do you think? I want to submit her to Drew and work her in."
"Go for it, I'll speak with her after I get back from my little errand. You've given me something to take my mind off the day."
The two ladies walked off together and Jane went out the door to the feeling of the hot summer sun beaming down on her head from her jet black hair. Now it was break time to go meet with her associate about something, but when she got back, this new girl would be all her attention. Jane had been in this business for many years now, close to reaching the age number of 56 on her birthday cake. From the first opening of Dream Attack Studios far back in 2007, she was the first executive that walked in with the owner: Drew Knight. The young millionaire playboy had financed his private film studio with money from his parents that had a history in Hollywood. Kimberly was the young up and coming assistant with the usual blue eyes, blonde hair, and big tits. The young girl was now approaching 30 and had spent the past 5 years on her knees in the office before she got moved up the later to secretary, making her Jane's right hand enforcer at all times.
For Jane's sake, she had seen the dark side of the movie business for many years. She first started working management back in 1986 for a small time production studio before shifting to working as an agent for upcoming actors. Over the years, she had worked her way from studios for almost two whole decades before Dream Attack was opened. Within the walls of the offices, she was known for her ruthless approach always going the extra mile to bring the studio above everything. The underground of the business world was a cruel and ugly monster, a monster that she was in control of from her powerful position in a studio. Dream Attack was a low budget studio that's niche was making low grade horror movies with a budget on props, though in the last few years began to jump in success thanks to connections in Hollywood. The winning streak began with some indie films that critics loved and catapulted them into an underground spotlight. Since 2011, the studio had been expanding and growing to producing more films yearly than before with more money on budget, and working with upcoming producers and directors.
The day went by and Jane had changed her mind. She didn't feel like dealing with a newcomer at the moment, and went on and texted Kimberly to send Lucy straight to Drew to deal with her. It wouldn't be until the next day when Drew did finally speak to her.
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The afternoon hours came by now while Drew was seated in his office chair as usual for a day like this and in came Lucy Pinder herself. He got a great look at the busty girl who walked right in dressed in a low cut brown shirt showing off her massive rack, and then jeans with big leather brown belt matching her shirt. Drew smiled and extended his hand out. The man was 29 years old in a white button up shirt, black hair and a matching black 5 o clock shadowed showing he had not shaven yet this week.
"I'm Drew Knight, and you must be Miss. Pinder."
"That's me, it's a pleasure to meet you Mr. Knight."
The British glamour queen shook his hand went to sit in the chair behind her in front of his desk.
"No please, call me Drew. So Lucy, you wanted to discuss a potential deal here with our studios right? I read over that you have already auditioned for several roles and you were well received in those practices. So, what exactly can I do for you."
"Well...I want something different. I don't want to end up in movies where I have to get naked, since it seems your studio here loves horror movies and that's what I keep getting requested for."
"So you want a role where you don't have to worry about men looking at your beautiful body, is that right?"
"That's correct."
Drew sighed, looking down at his desk. It was a mess of paperwork and other things. Normally he did not give into demands of a no-name that did not have a contract or agent, but he didn't want to eventually lose this one to another studio. He looked back up at her and nodded.
"We can work something out. The two of us can get something out of this."
Lucy shook her head now.
"No, I want to pick my own movie for a change. I have yet to find a studio that will allow me to, and I know what I want to be in."
"You're not going to find a studio that let's you do that babe, when you have no history backing. But I tell you what, we can work something out eventually. You are a big name from Britain, and I want you with us. How about we work something, please?"
A smile graced the English woman's face and then she chuckled a bit.
"Alright, but only because you said 'please'. I guess I have to prove myself now."
"You won't have to do much, I can guarantee that."
"Oh sure, we'll see. I'll come by tomorrow and...can you schedule me a private conference?"
"I can yes, you and me tomorrow with no interruptions. Make it around 10:20, I'm all yours."