Job Interview
Kelly sighed and tossed aside the want ads from the three-day old paper she had fished out of someone's trash. The job market was not kind to 20-year-olds with little experience and no signs of stable circumstances. The fact that she'd aged out of the state's foster system and the support offered was minimal beyond that didn't really help her in interviews. None of the people telling her she needed more experience, or at least a fixed address, really cared what her problems were.
Some bad luck here and some poor choices there, largely stemming from desperation, had left her serious financial problems. She had learned the hard way that anything called an 'opportunity' was best just dismissed as a scam. There was day labor, if she was willing to put up with the behavior of the men she worked with. Some were decent sorts that left her alone to focus on their own work. Some leered. Some suggested other ways she could make money. She wasn't that desperate. Yet.
That might change soon, though, she reflected as she carried a cardboard box away from yet another crappy apartment. She didn't have the money for rent, and nothing she was willing to offer would change that. Given the gender of the manager's occasional overnight guest, offering him sex probably wouldn't have helped either.
Another 'opportunity' presented itself in the form of a discreet advertisement in a local throwaway rag she found. It was a call for models, and she decided it was worth the time as long as they didn't ask for money to 'build her a portfolio' or something. She had heard tales from some of the former foster girls she kept in contact with. There were a couple of agencies would happily take your money and claim they were looking for work for you, but never actually do anything.
A call to the agency had gotten her the address and a little more information about the work. They hadn't come out and said it over the phone, but Kelly was fairly sure she knew what they did.
After taking a night to think about it, in bus shelter, she decided that she had no real objections, and it might even be fun, she decided to go for it. A call to an old boyfriend got her the use of his laundry room and his shower, as long as she was willing to share that shower with him. That had been rather fun, but the guy was still an asshole. Sex had never been a problem between them. Nearly everything else was. She finished cleaning up and making herself presentable before heading for her interview.
The small office building on the border of downtown and an industrial park wasn't much to look at. It wasn't dingy or dilapidated, though, and an effort had been made to keep the place clean and neat. She went in and consulted the directory before heading upstairs.
The studio took up most of the second floor and what she saw of it while headed for the office for her interview looked professional. The manager greeted her warmly and asked her to sit down.
"We just need to get a few quick details out of the way before the actual interview begins," the man said as he took a seat behind his desk and briefly examined her driver's license to verify her age. Then, he asked "do you know what we do here?"
Kelly nodded. "Adult entertainment. Porn."
"Do you have any issues with that?" he asked.
"No." She shook her head.
"We're going to be videotaping your interview and your answers to the questions will help to determine how far you can go with us, agreed?"
"Yeah. I came here ready to go pretty far," she smiled. The man nodded, seeming pleased with her answer, and got up.
"We're set up in the office next door."
Kelly was led to an office that had a camera and lighting set up to record the interview. She sat on the couch and he took his place behind the desk near the camera. He started it running and began the interview. He asked routine questions about her age and experience, both in modeling and in sex. Asking the age at which she'd lost her virginity made her blush slightly, before telling him she'd been 13. She enjoyed sex and wasn't making enough money at her day job were the reasons she gave for getting into the porn industry.
He explained that the studio had two areas. One did layouts for magazines, and another did movies. Then he asked her to strip.
Kelly stood without hesitation and began to remove her clothes. The interviewer seemed pleased with her lack of hesitation and modesty. He had her turn around when she took off her skirt and bend over when she took off her panties.
"Well, based on just this, I can get you some photo shoots, assuming you're willing to pose with men." She nodded. "Women?" She nodded with only a slight hesitation. "Good, good. Now if you want to do movies, I'll require a bit more."
"If those casting couch videos I've seen are accurate, you want to have sex with me." Those were her ex-boyfriend's third favorite type of porn video.
"Those are a bit exaggerated," he laughed.
