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.
"Do you have a lot of .. I mean, do you make love often?"
She gushed. "I do, at least I did, but the guy ... Well, he left, and the other guys are not fun. I did have three of them one night, that was fun! Oh, then they talked all over campus, and that was a little mean."
"How would you like it if we make a movie of you going on holiday, meeting guys, making love to them, and in general of you having fun?"
She giggled. "As long as these are cool guys, that would be cool! And would I get to choose?"
I nodded. "I think that would work out, it is supposed to be a spontaneous thing. We are going to shoot on the beach, I just need to confirm the bookings. How old are you?"
"Nineteen, last week." She squealed at the name of the resort town, and at the budget for travelling and when I mentioned what her payment would be she jumped up and kissed me.
"Oh, that would be wonderful! I would love that! What do I have to do to get the job?"
"Well, I would have to see your body, and see if you can act, and ...."
"See my body? You mean get out of my clothes? Of course, why did you not say so?"
And with a few quick movements she stripped off the light summer dress, and the pale panties, to make a little dance before me.
"See? Do you like me? I think my titties are a little small, but I like them anyway." She cupped the firm round breasts, pinching the pale pink nipples, and stuck her tongue out at me.