Film at Eleven
Chapter 21 — Chloe Makes a Friend
“Come on, Kelly. I don’t know. I’m not a god damned charity case.”
“I know, but you said you were always on the look-out for more girls.”
“I know. I did.” The man grinned. “But when I said it, I didn’t think you’d be bringing a new girl in every time I turned around.”
Chloe didn’t like the way this was going. It was bad enough that she had gotten fired from the club. It was even worse that she’d had to go apologize to Kelly, especially after she’d been so condescending to her, although to tell the truth, Kelly had been totally cool about it, but now here she was and it was like the director didn’t even want her. How embarrassing was that?
“You said you wanted new girls,” Kelly said again, “and Chloe here is my roommate and she just lost her job and she needs something now.”
“Does she now?”
“Mm hmm, so what about it?”
“I don’t know.”
“Come on. Can’t you find something? Maybe in my next movie?”
“We’ve already got that pretty well cast, Kelly.”
“Oh.”
“But I think I know someone who might be able to use someone.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. Let me give him a call and I’ll see what I can do.”
“That would be cool, Mr. Dancrood.”
“Lou,” the director said. “Call me Lou.”
“Sure thing, Mr. Dancrood.”
The man shook his head. “Get out of here and let me make some calls.”
“Thanks, Mr. Dancrood. I really appreciate this.”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah.”
“So what’s going to happen,” Chloe finally asked when the two of them had left the director’s office.
Kelly grinned. “Heck if I know, but Lou always seems to have something going. I don’t know for sure but I have the feeling Lou will be able to find something for you. You want a take a look around?”
“Look around where?”
“A look around this place.”
“I guess I better if I’m going to be working here.”
“You don’t have to sound so glum about it.”
“I’m not glum.”
“Yes you are. I put my neck out for you, you know.”
“I know and I appreciate it.”
“You better.”
The two girls started their tour with Kelly taking the lead and showing her friend around and all the while, Chloe could feel it building up inside her. She knew she was going to do it. What she didn’t know was how her friend was going to take it.
Finally, she couldn’t take it anymore. “Kelly,” she asked.
“Hmm.”
“Can I ask you something?”
“Sure. What?”
“I want to know why you really left.”
“Why I really left where?”
“Why you left the Excelsior Club.”
“I already told you,” Kelly said tersely. “I quit.”
“Yeah, but I thought you liked it there.”
“I did.”
“So why’d you leave?”
“Can we talk about something else?”
“Why?”
“I don’t want to talk about it right now.”
“Why not?”
“I just don’t. It was a big opportunity, you know.”
“What was?”
“Coming here to work for Mr. Dancrood.”
“Kelly!”
“What?”
“The man’s a pig. You can see that, can’t you?”
“Maybe but I’m getting to do what I wanted.”
“You wanted to be a porn star?”
Kelly shook her head. “No, it’s not that.”
“Then what is it?”
Kelly said nothing.
“Come on, Kelly. This is me. What was it?”
“I wanted to be a reporter. An investigative reporter. That’s what I wanted.”
“But you know you’re not really a reporter?”
“I know but when I’m playing Nikki True in the movies, it’s like I really am.”
Chloe just looked at her friend in disbelief. She couldn’t believe what she was hearing. At least in her case, she’d gotten fired from the club. At least there was a reason for her to come here, but this ...
A boy walked up to the two women but his attention was clearly on Chloe. “Pardon me,” he asked, “but is your name Chloe?”
“Yeah.”
“Lou said he wanted to see you.”
“Let’s go,” Kelly said.
The boy shook his head. “Lou said he only wanted to see her.”
The two roommates looked at one another. “Well, okay then,” Kelly said finally. “I guess I’ll be seeing you around then.”
Chloe definitely didn’t like the way this was going. She hadn’t wanted to be here in the first place but she’d always thought she’d be here with Kelly. Now, it seemed as if they were going to be separated and she really didn’t like that.
Chloe followed the boy. “You mind if I ask you a question,” she said.
“Go ahead. Shoot.”
“I hope you don’t take this wrong, but you don’t look like you belong here.”
“I don’t, do I?”
Chloe shook her head. “You look too ... too ... too naive.”
“I do, do I?”
“Don’t take me wrong but you look kind of innocent.”
The boy grinned. “Looks can be deceiving, you know.”
Chloe knew that. She also knew they usually weren’t.
“I’m actually in college studying business. Lou’s my uncle. I suppose you could say I was here studying the family business.”
“Your uncle?”
Eric nodded.
“I didn’t know.”
“Most people don’t. It’s not like I go around saying Lou’s my uncle.”
“But you’re telling me.”
“Yeah. I like you.”
“So you’re going to take over the family business?”
“Maybe.”
“Maybe? What’s that supposed to mean?”
“It’s just maybe. It means I don’t know what I’m going to do with my life yet. It’s maybe.”
“Well you figure that out, sport, you let me know, okay?”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
Chloe just grinned. “You figure that out, sport, and you let me know and maybe I’ll even let you know if you’re right.”
“Man, you’re cold,”
“Maybe,” Chloe said as she started to walk away.
“Hey, where are you going?”
“You said your uncle wanted to see me.”
“Oh yeah, I did.”
Eric was still following along behind when Chloe knocked on Lou’s open door. “You wanted to see me?” she asked.
Lou waved her inside. “That’s right, I did,” he said. “I found you a job.”
“Yeah?”
“It’s a friend of mine. He’s got a picture he wants to shoot.”
“Okay?”
“So if you’re game, I’ll send you over there.”
“Wait a minute. You mean I’m not going to be here?”
“You don’t see him here, do you?”
Chloe shook her head.
“Then he must not be here, but if you want to get fucked on camera, I can tell you where he is. You got a problem with that?”
“No. I mean, I thought ...”
“You thought what?”
“Just give me the address.”
Lou grinned as he handed over a slip of paper. “Ask for Chuck,” he said. “He knows you’re coming.”
The address that Lou gave her was all the way across town and if it weren’t for the fact that she needed a job, she might have turned her car around but she did need a job and so ...
And so that was why she was standing there, letting the man look her over. “So Lou sent you over, did he?”
Chloe nodded.
“What’s your name?” he asked.
“Chloe.”
“Is that your real name or your stage name?”
“It’s my real name,” she said.
The director looked at another man. “God, would you listen to her,” he said. “I love it. She sounds so innocent.”
“Yup,” the other man agreed.
“The camera’s going to love her,” the director said.
“Yup,” the other man agreed again.
“So we’re making a movie,” Chuck said. “It’s called American Maid. It’s a movie where pretty, young maids can’t help but show their pretty, little bodies off to the camera and to each other, and guess what role you’re going to play.”
“I’d guess I’m going to be the maid,” Chloe said.
The director couldn’t help but chuckle. “Would you listen to her. I love the way she sounds. Not like she wants it but like she’s resigned to get it. I love it but you will turn the heat up once you got a cock inside you, won’t you?”
“Of course.”
“Would you listen to her. God, I love it. You’re definitely hired,” the director said. “Let’s get you down to Rita and have her get you ready.”
“Who’s Rita?”
“I’m Rita,” said a voice out of the darkness and a slim Black woman stepped into the light. “You wanted to see me?” she asked.
Chuck nodded. “We got ourselves a new one,” the man said. “Go on and work your magic on her. I want her ready in an hour.”
The woman looked at Chloe and then she looked back at her boss. “You got it, boss,” she said. “I’ll have her ready.” She turned to Chloe. “Come on. Follow me.”
Chloe followed the other woman into the bowels of the studio and into a dressing room. The Black girl pointed at a chair. “Have a seat.”
Chloe didn’t move right away. How had she gotten herself into this mess, she asked herself, and yet she knew the answer and she knew she was going to do what she was told to do so she sat in the chair.
“My name’s Rita,” the Black girl said, “and I’m going to be doing your make-up. What’s your name?”
“Chloe.”
“Well, Chloe. Let’s get you ready.”
“Uh huh.”
“Is this your first time?”
“Why does everyone keep asking me that?”
“Asking you what?”
“If it’s my first time.”
“It’s not necessarily a bad thing,” the Black girl said as she ran her hand over Chloe’s arm.
Chloe couldn’t help but shiver at the other woman’s touch.
“Whoa there. You’ve got to relax.”
“I am relaxed.”
“You could have fooled me,” the Black girl said as she slipped behind Chloe and then Chloe felt the other girl’s hands as they massaged the muscles in her neck. “You’re so tight.”
“I’m not,” Chloe protested.”
“Oh but you are. You’ve got to loosen up.”
“I am loose.”
“It doesn’t look like it,” Rita said. “You’re so tense.”
“I’m not,” Chloe protested.
The Black girl continued to run her hands over Chloe’s body. “You could have fooled me,” she cooed. “You sure look tense to me.”
“I’m not tense.”
“Really?” The Black girl’s hands moved to Chloe’s tits. “Do you like it when I do this?”
“I ... I ...”
“You have nice breasts.”
“Do I?”
Rita nodded. “So nice and kissable. “You know, you really have to loosen up.”
“I am loose.”
“Uh huh. Do you like having your breasts kissed?”
“Yes.”
“Do you? You could have fooled me.”
“I like having my breasts kissed.”
“By women?”
“Um ...”
“That’s it, isn’t it?”
“What?”
“You’re not into girls.”
“Not really.”
“You do know what this film is, don’t you?”
Chloe shook her head.
“It’s an all girl film. You know what that means. It means you’re going to be doing a scene with another girl.”
“But I thought—”
“No one told you, did they?”
Chloe shook her head. “They just said it was called American Maid.”
“Bastards. That’s the way it was with me, too.”
“Huh?”
“Never mind, but we got to get you going. You can’t go out there like this.”
“I don’t understand.”
The Black girl looked around. “You promise you won’t tell.”
“Tell what?”
“I’ve got something that will help you?”
“Got what?” Chloe asked.
“It’s a pill,” the make-up girl said. “It makes you feel good.”
“What? You mean like drugs. I don’t do drugs.”
“It’s not like that,” Rita said as she opened a drawer and suddenly she had a pill in her hand. “It’ll just make you feel good.”
Chloe shook her head. “Listen. I already told you. I don’t do that kind of stuff.”
“But you have to do something. Otherwise, you won’t be able to do your scene.”
No, that wasn’t right, Chloe told herself. It shouldn’t be like that and yet in a way, she knew Rita was right. There was no way she was going to be able to do this scene if she didn’t have some kind of help.
“What do you say?” Rita asked. “Do you want one?”
“What is it?”
“I don’t know.”
“What do you mean you don’t know.”
“I don’t know,” Rita said. “They just gave them to me. They make me feel good. They help me to forget.”
“They help you to forget what?”
Rita just shrugged. “I don’t know. Do you want one or not?”
Chloe looked at the pill. There was no way she should be taking one of those, she told herself. There was no way she should be taking something like that on a recommendation as flimsy as that, and yet ... and yet, if she was going to be forced to do a girl-girl scene.
She didn’t do girls and she certainly didn’t let girls do her.
“Do you want it?” Rita asked again.
What could it hurt, Chloe thought. What could it hurt? It was only one time after all and if it helped her get past this scene then that was a good thing, wasn’t it?
Chloe grabbed the pill. Do it fast, she told herself. Do it fast before you have a chance to think about how stupid this was. “Do you have some water?” she asked.
The make-up girl quickly produce a cup and some water and without another thought, Chloe tossed the pill back. “What’s supposed to happen now?” she asked.
“You have to wait for it.”
“Wait for what?”
“You just have to wait for it. You have to wait for the pill to kick in.”
This was stupid, Chloe told herself. This was so very dumb. Why had she done it and yet it was too late now.
She was looking at Rita and Rita was looking at her. It was almost as if the two of them were waiting for something to happen. “I don’t feel anything,” Chloe said.
“You have to wait for it. It’s not like it happens right away.”
“What happens?”
“The effect.”
“What effect?”
Rita shrugged. “I don’t know how to say it. Just ... I don’t know ... the effect.”
Whatever that was, it sounded ominous, Chloe thought, but it was also clear she wasn’t going to get anything more about it from Rita. “You said they gave it to you,” Chloe said. “Who’s they?”
“You know. Them.”
“Who’s they?”
“I told you. Them.”
“Yeah, I know, but that doesn’t tell me anything. Who’s them?”
“You know them. The directors.”
“The directors? You mean Chuck?”
“Him, and the other one.”
“What other one?”
Chloe wasn’t sure but she had the feeling that this was important for some reason. “I don’t know who the other one is.”
Rita was looking at the girl in her chair. “You know,” she said. “The guy who brought me here.”
“Who brought you here?”
“I’m not supposed to tell.”
Why was Rita suddenly being evasive, Chloe wondered. “You can tell me.”
“I can’t.”
This was important, Chloe told herself, only ... only Rita was kind of looking kind of hot. She wasn’t sure why she hadn’t noticed it before.
No wait. She was trying to find something out.
What she really wanted to know was if Rita’s pussy was wet or not.
No, um ... um ... what.
“Rita?”
“Hmm.”
“I got to ask you something.”
“Ask me something? What do you want to know?”
What was it she wanted to know, Chloe asked herself. It had been right there in her mind and suddenly, it was gone. Wait a minute. She knew what it was. “Is your pussy wet?”
No, wait a minute. That wasn’t it. The only thing was now that she’d asked it, she couldn’t help but want to know the answer.
“My pussy is so wet,” Rita answered. “How about yours?”
Chloe hadn’t been thinking about her pussy but now that her attention had been drawn back to herself, she couldn’t help but realize that her pussy was so wet. “You ... you did this to me,” she said.
“Did what?”
“You got me wet, didn’t you?”
“Who me?”
Chloe was sure she had. She just wasn’t sure how ... no, that wasn’t true, there was something, something she’d been given ...
Mmm, but it was so hard to think when your pussy was so wet. No wait. That wasn’t exactly true. It was just so hard to think about anything else.
“Oh fuck,” Chloe groaned. “Oh fuck. You got my pussy wet. You got me so wet.”
“Did I now?”
“Oh fuck. I’m so wet.”
“Do you want me to lick your pussy?”
No. The answer was supposed to be no. The answer was supposed to be no ... wasn’t it?
“Do you want me to lick your pussy?”
Well maybe, Chloe thought. No wait ...
“Do you want me to lick your pussy?”
“Mmm. Would you?”
“You sure. I thought you weren’t into girls.”
Wait a minute. That was right. She wasn’t into girls. She wasn’t into girls ... except when her pussy was in need of attention and then she’d take whatever she could get and oh geez, her pussy was so hot.
“I thought you weren’t into girls,” Rita said again.
Actually, she was into girls. She wondered why she’d ever thought anything different. Of course, she was into girls. Girls and boys. She’d take whatever she could get because after all, her pussy was so wet.
“Are you into girls?” Rita asked.
“I am so into girls,” Chloe said.
“You want to see my tits?” Rita asked.
Mmm yeah, Chloe thought. That was exactly what she wanted. In fact, now that the thought was there in her mind, she realized that was exactly what she wanted.
“Do you want to see my tits?” Rita asked again.
“Can I?”
“Of course you can, but first—”
“Yes?”
“I want to see yours first.”
Of course, Chloe thought. That was exactly what she wanted too. In fact, she couldn’t wait to get her top off. She couldn’t wait to show Rita her tits.
And so it seemed was the same for Rita. Even as Chloe was taking off her top, so too was the makeup girl.
“I like your tits,” Rita said.
“My tits,” Chloe gushed. “What about yours?”
“What about them?”
Rita’s tits were bigger than hers. Not that much bigger, Chloe thought, but they were definitely bigger, and they were ...
“They’re ... they’re so hot.”
“You think so?”
“Oh yeah. I know so, and you know what?”
“What?”
“I want to touch them.”
“What about yours?” Rita said.
“What about them?”
“I like your tits, too. I want to touch them, too.”
Chloe didn’t even wonder at why that thought suddenly excited her. She just knew that it did and that was all she had to know. “Of course, she said. “I want that, too.”
“I was hoping you’d say that.”
“What are you doing?” Chloe asked.
“I told you. I want to touch them.”
It was obvious now what Rita was doing. She was stepping between Chloe’s legs and she was pressing her tits up against Chloe’s and oh my God, that was so good. Her hands slid around Rita’s waist.
“You’re hot,” Rita said.
“So are you?” Chloe said.
“Hey, hey. What are you doing?”
“What?”
But Chloe was already unzipping Rita’s skirt. “I want more, you know.”
“I know, but—”
“But what?”
Rita hesitated before she smiled. “But nothing,” she said.
That was exactly what Chloe wanted to hear. She pushed Rita’s skirt down and then she pushed her panties down, too, before her hands came back to Rita’s ass. “I like this,” she said.
“Do you?”
“Yeah, I do.” Chloe didn’t even question the statement because there was no reason to. “I do,” she said, “but you know what I really want?”
“What?”
“I want to lick your pussy.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah, and I’ll bet you want me to, too.”
“Maybe.”
Chloe slid a hand between Rita’s legs. There was no doubt about it. The other girl was certainly wet and when Chlie’s hand elicited a long, low moan from the other girl, there was no doubt about what she wanted, too. “You going to let me make you cum?” Chloe asked.
“I don’t think I have a choice.”
“Hey now. Don’t be like that. I’m not forcing you.”
“I know.”
Chloe’s hand continued to work the other girl’s pussy. “So you don’t have be like that.”
“Be like what?”
“I’m not making you do anything.”
“I know.”
“I just want to lick your pussy.”
“That’s just what I wanted to hear,” and with that, Chloe was coming out of her chair. “Sit down,” she said.
Rita didn’t say anything as she traded places with Chloe.
“Now about that pussy,” Chloe said and with that, she knelt down between the Black girl’s legs.
“Oh geez,” Rita moaned as Chloe’s tongue found her pussy.
Chloe didn’t say anything. She just kept licking that pussy.
“Oh fuck. You do that so well.”
Oh geez. Chloe couldn’t help herself. The other girl was so wet.
“Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God. You’re going to make me cum.”
Chloe’s tongue found the other girl’s clit and she savaged that clit over and over and over again.
“Oh fuck,” Rita screamed. Oh fuck ... yeah. Oh fuck! Yeah!”
The other girl was cumming, Chloe realized. The other girl was cumming and Chloe realized she wouldn’t have it any other way.
“You know I think you’re ready,” Rita said.
“Ready?”
“For your scene.”
Actually, Chloe was sure of it. She was totally ready.