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Author: SwiftWorship <tay@swiftie.one>
Date: Tue, 18 Oct 2022 11:05:16 -0500
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There was no rush, no pressure. She had as much time as she needed to see the
black and white of her expectations. Signed, they could move on. Any sign of
hesitation, though, and John would wish her good day.
+
+---
+
+Mia had barely slept this past week. She had signed up for multiple closing
+shops at the café she works at for some extra cash due to the landlord raising
+rents on her, citing "unexpected building maintenance costs", that bastard. So
+she's been getting home near midnight every night, only to stay up for what
+seems like hours, her mind reeling over what's going to happen today.
+
+She'd never once thought she'd ever end up in a situation like this. Her whole
+life had been focused on her dream of acting, of changing the world with her
+talents. Doing this, being in a porno, feels beneath her. She doesn't
+necessarily feel superior to those who go down this path, but isn't this what
+desperate women do? If she goes through with this, her life could change
+dramatically. She can picture the dissapointment from her family, the
+behind-closed-doors slut-shaming from her friends, and the hesitation from
+executives about hiring a _porn star_.
+
+Now Mia's aware of how often "deals of the flesh" happen in Hollywood in
+exchange for roles, but this? Porn is an entirely different arena where you're
+at the mercy of every single individual watching you. Nothing stays within the
+confines of an executive office; you're exploited at a low point of your life
+for the entertainment of the many looking to get off on that vulnerability.
+
+Yet despite her better judgement and anxieties, here she is, standing in a cold,
+foreign room, trying not to match the gaze of the man across from her whom she
+agreed to fuck. She's disgusted with herself at the feelings lingering on the
+edges of her mind. A sort of morbid curiosity, a little bit of excitement
+perhaps? It's true she's had a bit of a dry spell due to the amount of work
+she's had between the café as well as the second shift of searching and
+attending auditions, and he is fairly attractive. Either way, she needs to get
+over it. She should _not_ be looking forward to this.
