She had been acting since she was eight. Now, ten years later, she was an accomplished thespian with a good portfolio. She knew, however, that turning eighteen meant she would be subjected to things that had not been present when she was too young. She was no virgin, but neither was she a slut.
She had auditioned for three parts since coming to Hollywood six months ago and had run into the infamous 'casting couch' at each one of them. She complained bitterly to her agent and insisted he accompany her to the next audition.
At the next audition, the agent wanted to participate in the casting couch procedure along with the producer. She fired him on the spot and stalked angrily out of the studio.
It took her two weeks to find a good female agent. She recognized that there was a good chance that the new agent was a lesbian (hooray for Hollywood), but she knew it would be easy to fire her too. She didn't need money. She had amassed a fortune during her prior ten years as an actress. She wanted to work.
Finally, in desperation, she called her father. He was a big shot producer with a major TV network. She had not wanted to enlist his aid because she wanted to do it all on her own. Also, she didn't get along very well with him. She hadn't even seen him in two years.
"Daddy, I need your help," she said quietly into the phone.
"What can I do for you Debbi?"
"I can't seem to get a job in this town without becoming somebody's slut!"
"I warned you about Hollywood. Why don't you just take your money and retire?"
"Daddy I'm only eighteen. Decent people don't retire at eighteen. I want to work."
"Okay, hang in there for a little while and I'll see what I can do."
"Thank you, daddy."
Debbi Dean called her new agent and fired her. Why take chances? Three weeks later, her daddy called her.
"Honey, I may have a part for you. Can you come to my office? I'll have a gate pass for you."
"Yes, daddy, thank you."
Debbi arrived at the lot and parked in a visitor's space. She took the elevator up to the second floor and walked into daddy's office.
"Hi, baby!" He greeted her.
"Hi daddy. What do you have?"
"I've got a small part in Spain. You would be a model and half the cast would be chasing you."
"Okay. When does it start?"
"Next month. We'll get your passport, visa and shots. Be back here tomorrow at eight in the morning. Now I'll take you to lunch."
"Yes daddy."
The limo swept them away from the lot and downtown to a very posh restaurant. He was greeted warmly by the staff and escorted to a prime seat by the window. Debbi was impressed with they way that he treated the restaurant staff. She didn't remember daddy being this nice to anyone. She did remember how handsome he was. He looked like an actor. He smiled and held her hand across the table.
"I've missed you baby," he said.
"I miss you too daddy. About this job, do I have to audition? I'm tired of saying no and firing agents."
"I'm the only one you'll audition for and I'm sure you'll get the part."
"When is the audition?"
"It has already started. You can stay at the studio today and I'll take you to my house tonight and seal the deal," he smiled.
"Daddy, I may not act like it, but I do love you. You have never let me down."
"I love you too baby. Here's lunch."
She sat next to him in the limo as they drove back to the lot. He held her hand all the way. "Come on up to my office and I'll get someone to show you around."