Film at Eleven
Chapter 15 — A Reporter Again
“What the hell happened to you?”
“What?”
“I heard you got fired,” Chloe said.
“I didn’t get fired,” Kelly shot back. “I quit.”
“You quit? Why?”
“Because they had these stupid rules.”
“What stupid rules?”
“You know. How we’re not supposed to fraternize with the customers.”
“Kelly, those aren’t stupid rules. Those are there to protect us.”
“Yeah well, who said I needed protection. There was this cool guy in there and he had something I wanted—”
“The way I heard it,” Chloe said. “It was some sleazy porno guy.
“Well yeah, I suppose you could call him that, but like I was saying, I wanted to get his attention.”
“Kelly, I heard you jerked him off under the table.”
“Yeah, so?”
“Kelly, that’s gross.”
“I told you. I wanted to get his attention.”
“And then you licked his cum off of your fingers?”
“I had to clean my fingers off some way.”
Chloe shook her head. “I just don’t get you, Kelly. I always thought you were the nice girl.”
“I am the nice girl.”
“Doesn’t sound like it to me. I stood up for you, you know. When Gabby was all over you, I stood up for you because I thought you were a good person. Okay, so you got fired—”
“I didn’t get fired. I quit.”
“Whatever. So what are you going to do now to pay the rent?”
“I’m going to shoot my first movie next week.”
“So you’re going to be a porn star? I can’t believe it.”
“It’s not as bad as you think.”
“Kelly, you got fired.”
“I did not get fired. I quit.”
Chloe shook her head. “Whatever,” she said. “I just don’t get you, Kelly.”
Her friend just didn’t understand, Kelly told herself. Her friend didn’t understand, but she did.
“Come on,” Chloe said. “Come on back to the club and we’ll talk with Mr. Avery. I’m sure we can get you your job back.”
“I don’t want to get my job back. I want to be a princess of porn. I want guys to be jacking themselves off as they watch me getting fucked on-screen.”
Chloe looked at her friend. “I don’t get you. You know that, don’t you. You’ve changed somewhere along the way but you’re not the person you used to be.”
“Maybe not,” Kelly shot back, “but I’m the person I want to be.”
For all of her bravado, it wasn’t like Kelly had set her sights on losing her job the night before. In fact, at the beginning of the shift, if someone had asked her, she would have told them that losing her job would have been the furthest thing from her mind.
But then Mr. Avery had taken her aside and he’d talked to her in his office and somehow, she’d lost all track of the time, because she missed her turn in the rotation, but the girls in the dressing room had blown it all out of proportion, and while Kelly was willing to admit that she’d done something wrong, she didn’t want to put up with their shit.
And it might have ended there except that Lou Dancrood had come into the club and suddenly, Kelly had felt her pussy come alive. She’d already been told who the man was but somehow, being in the presence of a porn director was just something that was so hot that she couldn’t not approach him.
And so what if she’d jacked his cock off right there in the club, and so what if just about everyone had known what she’d done and so what if Mr. Avery had called her into his office ... again.
Okay, so she couldn’t remember exactly what it was that Mr. Avery had said to her. That seemed to happen a lot when her boss talked to her, she thought. Well, ex-boss now, Kelly thought with a smirk. She’d stormed out of his office. She remembered that.
Actually, he’d left before her. That was strange, but she’d stormed out of his office.
“So you came here to apologize,” he’d told her.
And that’s when Kelly had lost it. “No, I came here to tell you to fuck off.”
“You better watch it,” he’d told her.
“Watch what,” Kelly had ranted. “I’m telling you. Fuck off.”
After that, losing her job had been somewhat inevitable and somewhere along the way, both she and Lou had gotten tossed from the club and of course the first thing she’d had to do was to apologize to Lou because she didn’t want him to be mad at her and Lou had been totally cool about it. He’d told her that she needn’t worry, that he’d gotten what he’d come there to get and Kelly couldn’t help but wonder if by everything, he meant her, and somehow, that just seemed to excite her even more.
Had he wanted her like she needed him? Kelly certainly hoped so.
And that’s when Lou had offered Kelly a ride home in his limousine and while Kelly had her own car, she’d been sure to accept his offer because she didn’t want to do anything to turn Lou down.
It wasn’t long before Lou had pushed his slacks down and then it was his cock in his hands and he was looking at Kelly. “I believe you were saying something a little earlier about how much you liked this.”
Kelly hadn’t needed to be prompted twice. In moments, she was on her knees and she was sliding in between the man’s thighs and then in the next moment, she was taking his cock in her mouth.
“Oh yeah,” the man groaned.
Kelly moaned to herself. She’d thought she was wet before in the club but now, here in the car, Kelly couldn’t help herself as she moaned again. She wanted that cock.
“Oh fuck,” the man groaned. “Oh fuck. You keep this up and I promise you, I’m going to make you a big, big star.”
Kelly didn’t answer. She wanted to be a big star but Lou had told her she was supposed to keep doing what she was doing and that meant she needed to keep sucking his cock.
“Oh fuck,” the man groaned and then he groaned again. “Oh fuck,” he groaned as he came in Kelly’s willing mouth.
The girl kept sucking his cock and it wasn’t long before she was getting him hard again.
“Oh fuck,” the man groaned as the one-time stripper moved herself up onto his lap. He could see her removing her panties and then he watched as she let her pussy slide down around his cock.
“Oh fuck,” the man groaned again. “Oh fuck.”
Oh fuck, Kelly thought as she ground herself against the man’s cock. Oh fuck, she needed this. Oh fuck. She needed him to cum.
“Oh fuck,” the man groaned as his cock started to cum. “Oh fuck.”
That had been the night before but now Kelly was going to have to go back to the club to get her own car but before she went to get it, she picked up the phone and she gave Lou a call. When it rang over to voice mail, Kelly silently cursed under her breath. She’d really wanted to talk with the man.
“Hi, Lou. This is Kelly from last night,” she told the answering machine. “You told me to call you tomorrow, well today now, so I’m doing that.” She left her number for the man and then she hung up the phone.
Kelly was relieved to find the car where she’d left it. She’d worried about that. The club was careful on security and they didn’t like people just hanging around. A car left unattended in the parking lot could have caused the club to wonder about that and it was always possible they could have had it towed.
Standing there in the parking lot, Kelly felt a pang of nostalgia. How long had it been, she asked herself. How long since she’d started working here. Not long, she told herself. Not long at all, and yet, in a way, this place felt like home. She was going to miss this place.
But almost as quickly, Kelly told herself that she was being silly. This place had been good for a start. Sure, it had helped her, she supposed, but really, she’d outgrown this place and if they couldn’t see fit to wish her well, then fuck them.
Kelly got in her car and she started to drive off. She pulled out her cell phone and she dialed Lou’s number and once again, she got his recording.
Well, fuck, she thought. Where was she going to go now?
She turned on her radio and she let the tunes play. She wasn’t sure where she was going so she just drove and drove as she let the music play.
She pulled out her cell phone and she called Lou again.
“This is Lou.”
“Hey, Lou. This is Kelly. Your newest star.”
For just a moment there was a pause and then the man’s voice seemed to perk up. “Oh, hi Kelly,” he said. “How you doing?”
“I’m doing fine,” Kelly said, “but I was just wondering when we could get together. You said you had some papers you wanted me to sign.”
“Oh yeah, Kelly. I’m ... I’m kind of busy right now.”
“Is something wrong?” Kelly asked.
“Wrong,” the man said. “What could be wrong?”
“I don’t know. You just sound a little ... a little rushed.”
“You kind of caught me in the middle of something.”
“Are you sure that’s all it is?”
“I’m sure,” the man said. “Listen, you’re not getting cold feet on me, are you, Kelly?”
“Me? No, I’m fine.”
“That’s good to hear.”
“I’m fine,” Kelly tried to assure the man. “I’m fine.”
“You’re sure.”
“I’m fine.”
“Okay, okay,” the man said. “Listen, Kelly, I want to talk but I’m kind of busy right now. Do you think you could come by later?”
“Sure,” Kelly said. “What time do you want me?”
“How about lunch time? Say, noon. Something like that.”
“Lunch time would be great,” Kelly said.
“Okay, great. I’ll see you then. You know where the studios are?”
“It’s the address on the card you gave me, right?”
“That’s the place. Just tell the receptionist at the the front that you’re here to see me.”
“I’ll do that.”
“All right, Kelly, I’ll see you then.”
“See you then,” the girl said and with that, she broke the connection.
That having been done, Kelly settled back and she relaxed as she listened to the tunes in her car. She couldn’t wait until she saw Lou again.
From the outside, Fantastical Productions didn’t look like much more than a warehouse. She had to look twice before she even found a sign that told her she was in the right place, and even then, she had to wonder. This certainly wasn’t they way she thought a movie company would look.
She parked her car and she walked towards what she thought was the front of the building. Big double doors ushered her into a large reception area. There were sofas along the wall and potted plants that looked mildly in need of water, and behind the desk, there was a buxom blond wearing a headset and filing her nails. “Can I help you?” she asked.
“I’m here to see Mr. Dancrood,” Kelly told the girl.
The girl looked at Kelly with just the slightest hint of interest and then she finally stopped filing her nails. “So you’re the new girl,” she said finally.
Kelly couldn’t help but feel a twinge of excitement. The new girl. It almost had the stamp of approval, like she was someone that other people were supposed to watch. “Yeah,” she said. “Yeah, I’m the new girl.”
“What’s your name?”
“I’m Kelly.”
The blond extended a hand. “Hi, Kelly. It’s nice to meet you. My name is Moira.”
“Hi.”
“If you’ll have a seat, I’ll tell Lou that you’re here to see him.”
Kelly nodded as she took a seat. She couldn’t help noticing that the magazines laid out in front of her were the same types of magazines that you might find at any reception area and she found that oddly disappointing. She would have thought that at least here in this place, the magazines would be more exotic.
“Lou said I should take you back to his office,” the receptionist said.
Well, of course, he did, Kelly thought. After all, out of all the girls in the club, he’d picked her out. That was because she was the best, she told herself, and Lou was the pro here. He had to know that.
The man was sitting behind a desk and talking on the phone when Moira showed Kelly into the office. The man waved at her to come in and have a seat even as he continued to talk heatedly on the phone. “I’m telling you. Don’t fuck with me, Reggie. Don’t fuck with me.”
The man listened to the person on the other end of the line but it was clear he wasn’t buying whatever the other party was saying.
“You know I got what you want, Reggie. It’s not up to me to come up with a better offer for you. It’s up for you to come up with a better offer for me.”
Again the man listened and he rolled his eyes as he looked at the girl sitting there in front of him.
“Yeah, you know what, Reggie. You go ahead and do that and when you got an answer, why don’t you go ahead and give me a call back.”
Again the man listened to the man on the other end of the line but it was clear he wasn’t really listening.
“Okay,” he said. “Okay. Yeah, you do that. Okay. Give me a call back.”
The man slammed down the phone and he looked across the desk at Kelly. “Sorry you had to hear that. Distributors, you know. They always want to get something for nothing, you know.”
Kelly nodded although she really had no idea what it was the man was talking about.
“So, it’s good to have you here,” the director said. “How do you like it so far?”
“I only just got here, Mr. Dancrood.”
“Lou. I told you before. Call me Lou.”
“Sorry, Lou. I only just got here.”
“And no one’s shown you around yet.” The man shook his head. “All right. I suppose I can do it. Come on. Let me show you what we got here.”
“All right.”
“Basically, what we got here is a big warehouse. We shoot some of our stuff on location, but it’s cheaper and easier if we can shoot it here. We may even shoot some exteriors to give the outline for the story and then come back here to shoot the real action.”
“I see.”
“And the really cool thing is we can shoot up to three scenes at the same time.” The man opened a door and the two of them stepped onto a set where a woman was bent over a kitchen counter and getting her ass fucked.
“As you can see,” the man said in a hushed voice, “we can stage our scene in whatever way we want them to be.”
Kelly nodded as she watched the girl on the counter moan while the man drove his cock between her legs.
“Come on,” the director said. “Let’s go.”
Once more, the man and the woman were on the move again.
“We got a good operation here,” the man said, “but you understand that we need to make sure we don’t get pretenders in here.”
“Pretenders?”
The director had once more led Kelly back to his office and now he shut the door behind them. “People who say they want to play but when push comes to shove, they just can’t do it.”
It took Kelly a second to understand what the man was saying to her. “Wait a minute. You don’t think I’m one of those.”
“I won’t know what to think until ...”
“Until what?”
“I won’t know what to think until I get my cock inside you.”
“You want to fuck me?”
“Of course. Isn’t that obvious? I hope you’re not going to tell me that you’re not the right kind of girl for my movies.”
“I didn’t say that,” Kelly said.
“No, you didn’t. So what do you say?”
“What do you want me to do?”
“I want you to impress me.”
“How am I supposed to do that?”
“You’re a bright girl. I don’t really have to tell you that, do I?”
Kelly grinned slyly at the man. “No,” she said finally. “No, I suppose you’re right. You don’t really have to tell me that.”
Kelly knelt in front of the man and then her hand was opening his belt and his jeans.
“Why don’t we see what we have in here,” she said as she pulled the jeans past the man’s hips.
The underwear came next and then the girl was stroking the man’s cock. She wasn’t about to sit around wasting time and the next thing Lou knew, Kelly was sliding her mouth down around his cock.
“Oh fuck,” the man groaned.
If the girl heard him, she gave no indication of it. She just kept right on sucking his cock.
“Oh fuck,” the man groaned again. “Oh fuck. I think you’re going to fit in here just fine. Oh fuck.”
And still, Kelly kept sucking.
“Oh fuck,” the man groaned.
And still, the girl kept sucking.
“Oh fuck,” the man groaned again, only this time, he wasn’t just groaning. This time his cock was emptying itself into the girl’s hungry, little mouth.
And still the girl kept sucking.
“Oh fuck,” the man groaned. “Oh fuck. Oh geez. Oh yeah. You’re going to do well in this industry. Oh yeah. You’re definitely not a pretender. Oh geez. That’s the real thing. That’s the real thing.”
The girl continued to lap at the man’s cock even though it was clear he’d given her everything he had. It was almost as if she meant to say, was this all there was?
The director pushed her back.
“What?” Kelly asked.
“We need to talk,” the man said.
“But I want to fuck.”
“That’s what we need to talk about.”
“Oooh. Sounds like my type of conversation, but can’t we talk and fuck at the same time?”
“Kelly.”
“What?”
“I really need you to concentrate.”
“Oh. Okay.”
“I can definitely see you like to fuck.”
“I love to fuck.”
“So the only thing that remains to be seen is how would you feel being in front of a camera.”
“I’ve always wanted to be in front of the camera,” Kelly said, and then she stopped.
“What?” the man asked.
“I was just thinking of something,” Kelly said in a puzzled voice.
“Yeah, what was that?”
“I was thinking I always wanted to be in front of the camera.”
“That’s what you just said,” the director said.
Kelly shook her head. “No,” she said. “No, not like that. It was another way.”
“Another way? What do you mean?”
“Okay,” Kelly said. “I know this is going to sound weird, but I was thinking like I’d like to be a reporter.”
Lou leaned back in his chair and steepled his fingers. “A reporter, huh? You don’t say.”
Kelly nodded.
“You know we could do something with that.”
“Do something with what?”
“We could write a story around that. I’m just thinking now. Yeah, I could definitely see where we could turn that into a movie.”
Kelly wanted to tell the man no. That wasn’t what she meant. It was just that she found herself unable to disagree. This wasn’t a story, she wanted to tell the man. This was something else.
“Yeah,” the man said. “Yeah, I can see it now. Would you like to be a reporter, Kelly?”
There was something in the way that question was worded. The answer was yes, Kelly knew, but it wasn’t yes, the way the man meant it. But the answer was, “Yes.”
Lou Dancrood opened a drawer in his desk and he took out some papers. “I got some forms for you to fill out,” he said. “I assume you’ve brought proof that you’re eighteen.”
Kelly nodded.
“All right. I’ll let you fill these out and I’ll be back in a few minutes, okay?”
He was going to hire her, Kelly realized.
“Okay?” the man asked again.
“Okay.”
“I’ll be back in a few minutes,” the man said and then he got up and he walked out.
She was going to be a reporter, Kelly thought as she started in on the forms. She wasn’t sure why that excited her, but she was going to be a reporter.
She’d finished with the forms by the time the man returned to his office. “All done?” he asked, and Kelly nodded eagerly. The man took up the forms and he looked them over and then he nodded. “All right then. All I need to do is see some age verification.”
She could have told him that he’d found her working in a strip club and wasn’t that verification enough, Kelly thought, but she didn’t say it. This wasn’t the time to be flip so instead, she just took out her license and she handed it over.
The man took the license. “I’ll be back in a minute,” he said and Kelly couldn’t help but nod eagerly. She couldn’t wait to see what the man had in store for her.
The man was back moments later and he handed over Kelly’s license. “What do you want from me?” Kelly asked.
“Well, Kelly, I’m glad you asked. You see I was intrigued by your wanting to be a reporter and it got me to thinking.”
“About what?”
“About you. Come on.”
That really wasn’t an answer and Kelly knew it wasn’t an answer and yet she felt compelled to follow him.
The director led her to a room where they hadn’t gone before. “What’s this place?” Kelly asked.
“This is the place where we dress up all our stars.”
Kelly smiled coyly. “So you think I’m a star, do you?”
“You could be,” the director said. “You really could be, if you put yourself in my hands, but for now, we need to get you out of those clothes.”
“Out of my clothes?” Kelly asked. “Why’s that?”
“Because it’s time for you to do your first scene.”
“My first scene? But I haven’t had time to learn any lines,” Kelly said.
The director just laughed. “Kelly, be serious. This is a porno. No one really cares what you say. It’s all about what you do.”
Kelly nodded. She supposed that made sense to her. “You want me to take my clothes off?”
“Absolutely.”
As quickly as Kelly was taking off her clothes, Lou was handing her new clothes to put on again and in minutes, Kelly had been transformed. Kelly looked at herself in a mirror. She was wearing a plaid skirt and a white blouse and white knee high stockings. She looked at the director. “Who am I supposed to be?” she asked.
The man handed her a notepad. “You are now Nikki True, teen reporter.”
Kelly looked at herself in the mirror. Somehow, this appealed to her. “And I suppose Nikki True gets fucked a lot,” she said coyly.
“Well, she’s prepared to do whatever it takes to get her story, if you know what I mean.”
Kelly looked at herself in the mirror and grinned at her reflection. She knew exactly what the director meant. “So when do we start?” she asked.
“I’m glad you asked that,” the director said.
“Why?”
“Because as it so happens, we can start right now. How would you like that?”
Kelly looked at herself again in the mirror. “You know what,” she said. “I think I’m going to like that a lot.”