Family makes a National Nude Day porn movie to save their house.
Rather than having the bank foreclose on their house, a family makes a National Nude Day porn movie to save their home.
"Honey, what's wrong," said Julie to her husband Jim.
"Well, this is it. It's over," he said shaking his fist at an imagined enemy. "Our worst fears have materialized," he said holding up a letter he had just received in the mail. His face reddened with rage. "If we don't come up with the money we owe the bank, they are foreclosing on our house."
"How much more time do we have?"
"Sixty days," he said tossing the letter on the table.
"We can't lose our home, Jim," said Julie picking up the letter to read. "Where will we go?"
"Maybe your sister—"
"My sister doesn't have the room, Jimmy. You know that. Besides, they are barely getting by themselves. Bob just lost his job, too."
"Maybe your Mom could put us up for a bit, she has that big house and—"
"She had to sign her property over to the nursing home for them to take her. Remember?"
"Well, then, we're fucked," said Jim in submission of his destiny to the bank's power and collapsing on the couch next to his wife.
"Then, I don't know what we are going to—" cried Julie breaking down with tears streaming down her cheeks from her sad, blue eyes.
"There, there, now, it's okay, Honey," he said throwing an arm around his wife to comfort her. "Don't worry. I'll get a job. I'll try the next town over again. There must be someone who needs an experienced machinist. If not, then surely, I can work at something somewhere to make us get by until—"
"Until what Jim? There are no jobs and the jobs that there are don't pay enough for us to keep this house." She looked up at her husband of 25 years. "Even if we both worked at McDonalds or Burger King, we couldn't make enough to pay the mortgage, catch up with the bills, and still keep Susan and Mike in college."
"Well, they'll just have to withdraw from school until we figure out something to keep us afloat. We can no longer afford to pay their tuitions," he said patting his wife on the back. "Maybe by withdrawing them now, we can get enough of a refund from the school to apply to the mortgage to buy us more time."
"We can't do that to her. Susan is in her senior year. She graduates in June. They won't allow her to graduate unless her tuition is paid in full. And this is Mike's first year. He's finally excited about college after being rejected by so many. After finally convincing him to go to college, we never thought he'd get in anywhere."
"Mom," said Susan walking in on her parents. "What's wrong?"
Jim and Julie looked at one another before breaking the bad news to their daughter. Julie wiped her eyes with a tissue before blowing her nose.
"The bank is taking the house," said Julie handing the letter to Susan.
"They can't do that, can they? That's not fair," she said stomping her foot in the same way she did when she was a toddler taking a tantrum. "It's not right. There must be something that we can do to—"
"They can take the house, Sweetie." He looked at his beloved daughter, Daddy's little girl. "Yeah, there is something we can do; we can pay the damn mortgage. Only, I have a better chance of winning the lottery or being struck by lightning than getting a job with wages high enough to afford this house."
"But Daddy, surely there is something we can do to keep our home."
"I've tried everything, Sweetheart," said her father defensively. "I've called everyone I know, I've answered every ad, and I've tried every employment agency. There just aren't enough jobs to go around for all those who are out of work. If there is something more I can do, Susan, I don't know what it is."
Susan grabbed her purse and walked towards the front door.
"Leave it to me, then."
"Susan, where are you going?"
"Don't worry Mom, Dad; I'll take care of everything, you'll see."
Several hours later, Susan arrived home.
"Where've you been? We've been worried."
"Where's Daddy?"
"He's out looking for work."
Susan reached in her purse and pulled out a stack of hundred dollar bills and handed them to her mother.
"Where'd you get this money?" Julie quickly counted the cash. "There's five thousand dollars here."
"Don't worry. I earned it legally."
"How? Doing what?"
"I made a movie."
"You made a movie? What kind of a movie?"
"It's an adult film."
"What? You made a porn movie? Why?"
"I don't want to lose the house, Mother and I don't want to drop out of college," she said giving her mother a hug. "My college degree is my only chance to not end up like Daddy, out of work, out of luck, and out of hope."
"That's not fair, Susan. You're father has worked all his life until the economy soured."
"I'm sorry, Mother, but I'm frustrated the way how circumstances have evolved." She looked at her mother with sad eyes. "I never thought I'd be making a porn movie to help my family."
"How could you make a movie in a day?"
"I didn't want to tell you and I was hoping I wouldn't have to tell you, but I made it last month," said Susan pulling away from her mother. "They paid me for my work today. I asked them. It wasn't scheduled to be paid until next week. I wanted to surprise you and Daddy to help pay my tuition, but now we need it more to keep our home."
"Susan, how could you? I brought you up better than this."
"Mother, I had to do something to help out after you and Daddy put me through college."
