ROLE PLAYING 7-AUDITION
My wife and I were doing another role-playing adventure. This one was her idea.
I was sitting at a desk in an office, pretending to be a film executive. I was in a typical office with a desk, executive chair, a coffee table, couch and two chairs against either side wall. It was Friday night and we were in an office where I worked. It was on the fifth floor of the building. It was one of those glass walled buildings. When the lights were on at night, everything inside was visible to the outside world. While our building was empty, there were a few lights on in buildings across the street. I could see people moving around, custodians and late-workers.
A young woman (my wife pretending to be an aspiring actress) opened the door. "Mr. Daniels?" She asked.
"Come in. What can I do for you, young lady?" I replied.
She: "I was told I could talk to you about opportunities for actresses."
Me: "Well it's pretty late, but I can take a few minutes."
She: "Thank you. I saw the lights on and just took a chance that you would be here. The security guard downstairs was very nice."
Me: "Come in and sit down, please. Let me take your coat."
She handed me her raincoat and I observed the shape of her figure and the clothes she was wearing. She wore a sweater, slacks, heeled shoes, and had nice earrings and a necklace. Her hair was loose over her shoulders. She sat.
Me: "What is your name?"
She: "Gladys, Gladys Sommers." (Not her real name, of course).
She continued, "I've been trying to get a break into acting and I saw your name on the internet as a talent agency."
Me: "That's right. We find talent and refer promising actors and actresses to film and stage companies for work."
She: "That's great. I hope you can help me. I have a degree in drama and would like to get into the business. I'm fairly new in town and haven't had any luck getting started."
Me: "I think you've come to the right place. Would you stand up and turn around so I can get a look at you?"
She hesitated, but stood up and turned around. I liked her figure. She seemed to have nice-sized breasts and a firm ass.
She: "Would you like me to recite some lines or try a part or something?"
Me: "That's not necessary. With your degree, I'm sure you have more than enough acting skill for what we need. In some of our films, the dialogue doesn't matter much anyway. The parts are for method actresses."
She went to sit down but I said, "I do need to see more of what you look like. You have a beautiful face and nice hair. Let me look at your legs."
She: "Excuse me?"
Me: "I need to see your legs, so remove your slacks for me."
She: "No. I want to be an actress, not a model or a dancer."
Me: "Gladys, honey. We find talent for adult films."
She: "Porn? I'm in the wrong place. That's not what I'm looking for."
She paused and reached into her purse for a hanky and dabbed her eyes. She seemed to be crying.
Me: "We do find talent for some regular films too."
She, sobbing: "That's what I'm looking for, anything. I've tried every talent agency in the city and can't even get an appointment. They say there are thousands of girls like me looking for work." She continued to ramble between her sobs. "I spent four years of college learning drama. I'm sure I can be a good actress, but I just need a chance."
Me: "I see a lot of young women like you who just need a chance. Unfortunately, it's like they say, there is a lot of competition. Everyone is looking for someone that has special qualities. Someone who has 'it'."
She: "That can be me. I just need a chance."
Me: "Well, despite all the supposedly liberal attitudes in today's society, people still want to see attractive people, attractive women in particular, so your looks are important."
She: "I understand. I work out and try to keep in shape. I take good care of my hair and complexion."
Me: "I can see that. You have beautiful skin and hair and your face is very pretty."
She: "Thank you."
I took a photo of her with my phone.
Me: "If you want to be considered for a wide range of roles, it will be necessary to show more of your natural appearance. Okay?"
She: "Well, I guess so."
Me: "Fine. I don't want this to seem like the stereotypical interview where the actress ends up on the couch, but I do need to see what you look like. I would like to see your legs. What do you think?"
She: "Okay. I know I'll have to do some publicity photos in bathing suits and such."
She proceeded to remove her slacks. She turned away from me, which gave me a nice view of her panty-covered ass. She had a nice, firm, butt. When she had removed her slacks, she put her shoes back on over the stockings that she wore and turned around to model for me in her stockings and panties.
Me: "Wow! You do have nice legs. You must work out to stay in such good shape."
She: "I do. I go to the gym six days a week and I jog a few miles every week."
Me: "Okay, Now show me what you look like without that sweater on."
She: "I think that's going a little too far. Maybe I should try somewhere else."
I motioned to the door, indicating she could leave. The tears came again.
She: "Please Mr. Daniels. Just give me a chance." Through her sobs she said, "My daddy will be really pissed after he paid all that money for me to go to college. He was unhappy when I majored in drama instead of something more practical. I have over fifty-thousand dollars in student loans that I have to repay. Please give me a chance."
Me: "We have referred a number of girls like you, well not as good-looking and poised as you, to roles in movies. They are 'B movies' that go straight to TV or syndication. You've probably seen some of our clients on the Hallmark Channel or NETFLIX."
She: "I thought you said you did adult films."
Me: "We do a lot of that too. When I saw how good looking you were, I thought about how popular you could be. I'm sorry to have presumed such a thing. I can see you are looking for something different."
She: "I don't want to come-across like I'm better than anyone else."
Me: "Right. You know, many of those ladies in the adult industry make quite a bit of money, more than traditional actresses."
She: "Really?"
Me: "Oh yes. And, the studios make almost as many adult flicks as regular movies, it seems."
She: "I would be so embarrassed to do something like that."
Me: "I don't know if you have much experience with men, but in adult films, women get paid for doing what they do with their boyfriends for free."
She: "There are some gross things on those films."
Me: "So you've watched them?
She: "A few times."
Me: "With your significant other?"
She: "My boyfriend gets turned on by some of that stuff."
Me: "Don't you get turned on by some of it too?"
She meekly replied, "Some of it, but not the explicit stuff."
Me: "If you don't mind my asking, what type of things do you like. I like to get input from regular folks about what they like."
She: "Well, I like the girl-girl scenes and I get turned on by him getting turned on watching people have all kinds of kinky and dirty sex."
Me: "I'll bet he's fantasizing about you doing some of those things."
She: "Probably so. He really likes it when I do some of what's in the movies to him."
She: "I can't believe we are talking about this. I would never appear in a film like that."
Me: "Why not?"
She: "I'm afraid someone I know will see it. What if my parents would see it?"
Me: "Well, the supposedly nice people you know won't admit to watching porn and who cares about the not-so-nice people. How can they criticize someone for being in stuff that they watch. If your dad watched porn, do you think he'd tell you?"
She: "I see your point. Anyway, it's not for me."
Me: "Okay, back to talking about your career. Can I get you to take off your blouse?"
She: "I told you I'm not interested in those type of movies."
Me: "You misunderstand. I sure you've seen that even the most famous actresses do topless scenes."