Free Heller’s Decision by J.D. Nixon

industry because of your names?”
    “ Nah,” said Roger. “I discovered I had
special talents, which made becoming an adult entertainer seem like
a logical choice.” My mind boggled at the thought. Perhaps he meant
his incredible endurance or his massive todger?
    “ I suffered from a terrible learning
disorder when I was younger, resulting in me being a virtual
failure at school,” admitted Busty. “That ruled out a lot of
careers for me. I kind of fell into the industry when I was
eighteen as a way of making money, and I’m still doing it fifteen
years later. I’m too
short to be a model and I’ll admit I’m not that great an actor, but
I do have a hot body and I’m very, very good at fucking.” She
shrugged. “So it made sense to me to earn a living from
that.”
    Okay , I thought, trying not to look shocked by her
blunt self-assessment of her talents. Bick was less successful in
that respect, his eyes almost boggling from his head.
    I burned with curiosity. “Do you think you
need to be somewhat of an exhibitionist to work in that
industry?”
    The married couple smiled at each other,
their fingers entwined. “It probably helps,” said Roger.
    “ You certainly have to be proud of your
body and not be shy. You’re performing one of life’s most intimate
acts in front of a production crew for the whole world to view and
judge.”
    “ So you have to be able to distance your
emotions from the action.” Roger said. “Sure, it’s sex, but it doesn’t mean
anything. It’s almost clinical. Even when I’m doing Barb in a film,
I’m usually quite detached about it.”
    “ As am I,” she confirmed. “We’re not
thinking about pleasure or intimacy, but about getting a good scene in one
wrap.”
    “ It’s all about professionalism for
us. We want as much bang
for our buck as possible,” Roger grinned, causing Barb to groan at
her husband’s terrible joke
    I mused for a while as we strolled. “I
don’t think I’d be very good at doing what you do. My –” Partner? Boyfriend? Man? Lover? “My um . . . my thing , Heller,
thinks the physical and emotional are too closely entwined in me to
ever be separated.”
    “ Then he’s probably right. It’s really not
a career for everyone,” Roger conceded.
    “ It’s amazing how many people attempt and
fail to become an adult star, thinking it’s an easy way to make
money. It’s not. It’s just as much hard work as any job,”
said Barb. “Particularly
for the female stars. Some of what we have to do is very physical.
You really find yourself being surprisingly stretched as an
actor.”
    Roger laughed heartily. “In more ways than
one . Especially during
those multiple partner movies!”
    “ Darling,” Barb remonstrated, laughing too
and swatting his arm playfully. “Don’t be so crude.”
    The conversation drifted on to other
general matters. They’d certainly given me plenty to think about,
and Bick was greedily soaking in every bit of information they
shared about their unusual jobs. I didn’t know about him, but I
sure wasn’t going to be quitting my job anytime soon for a new
career in the adult entertainment industry.
    Back at their hotel, they said we could
leave for the day, as they wouldn’t be going out again, planning on
grabbing room service and going to bed early to be ready for the
start of Seductively Sextravagant the following day. Gleeful at his early pass, Bick
drove us back to the Warehouse, and logged the vehicle in before
bounding off home, evidently eager to prepare for his date with
Dixie. I wished him luck, wondering if I should have warned him
about her predilection for taking snaps of the men she slept with
when they were naked and asleep.
    I thought about that for a
while , but decided he’d
find out for himself sooner or later.
     

Chapter 6
     
    “ What’s he so excited about?” asked a voice
from behind me. I spun around, coming face to face with Farrell. I
tried to look casual, shoving my hands into my