01: Casting
The last girl looked rather like a puppy: a sad little face, an attitude that said: do what you want to me.
"Would you be willing to take part in a film like the one we propose?"
She sighed. She had been sighing a lot. "I suppose so. I have nothing else to do over the summer. I suppose you would want to fuck me?"
I shook my head. "I do not think that would be necessary. Thank you for your time."
The agent looked round to me. "You would not want to see her body?"
I shook my head. I could see that she was young, not too skinny, and might have been a good model, but with that attitude she would just not be right for the film.
"I do not think so. That was the last one?"
She nodded. "None that you would want to call back?"
I shook my head. "No, I am afraid. I will have to keep looking, and time is running out."
Puppyface said: "If you want someone who likes sex you should ask Viviane. She is pretty and she just loves it!"
This sort of endorsement is usually not worth much, but the summer was upon us, and I would have to take a decision soon. "Can you call her?"
Half an hour later Viviane blew into the hotel suite.
"Hi, Leah said I should come speak to you about a fun project for the summer?"
She was a fit, lean blonde, bouncing with energy, a pert face with a cute button nose.
"Yes, I am looking to make a sex movie about a girl's summer adventures. Are you old enough? Would you be interested?" Shocking them is a good way to shake out the nonstarters.
"A sex movie? No, I am afraid I do not do that." She sat primly on the couch, her knees together.
"You do not do sex? I am surprised, and Leah did say ..."
"Well, she was wrong. I love making love, but not just having sex. That is so sad, don't you think?"
"I see what you mean, but how do you see the difference?"
"Well, making love is if you like someone, and they like you, and you have fun and make the other have fun too! But some people have sex just for fucking, and that is sad. I don't do that."
I could see I was going to like her.