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that she could, if she really wanted, be a model.
    The downside was that even though she was willing enough in
bed, she was still hanging on to trying to live up to her father’s strict
standards. Behind closed doors, she could get a little wild, she was no longer
a virgin, but sometimes she still acted like it. If I even suggested we get our
own place together, allowing me a little more freedom with her, she’d dismiss
the idea completely, saying that her father would never let her. I’d point out
that she was eighteen now and could do what she wanted, but she wouldn’t go for
it. She’d cite that she was a daddy’s girl and could never defy him. Hopefully,
the producer of this, ‘calendar’ was good at his job. If he blew it, I was
pretty sure it would be back to the drawing board, but now that we were
graduated from high school, finding another hot girl wouldn’t be as easy. My
hope was that he could convince her to do an adult video and that once she did,
she would want to do it again. The whole plan was risky. There was a good
chance it would fail and she’d dump me, but I wanted to try. My dream of dating
a porn star was that important to me.

Chapter 4
Living the Dream
    We both stood nervously in front of the door as we waited
for someone to answer. I already knew the schtick, because I’ve seen the videos
these guys make. They film the wannabe models from the moment they walk through
the front door and show the whole process as they convince the girl to do more
than what she expected to have to do. Much more.
    The door opened and just as I expected, there was a tall guy
standing there holding a camera.
    “Hey,” Sarah said. “What’s with the camera?”
    “We have to shoot everything right from the beginning, hon.
Are you Sarah?”
    “Yes,” she said. “This is my boyfriend, Jacob.”
    “Sorry, hon,” he said. “You’ll have to do this without your
boyfriend.”
    “What,” she said. “No. I need him to be here. He’s like my
cheerleader. He helps me be more confident.”
    The guy pulled the camera to the side.
    “Step in, folks. Let’s talk about this inside.” He kept the
camera angled to get a shot, but pretended as if he wasn’t filming anymore.
    “My name is Eric and we’re totally professional here,” he
said. “We do this all the time. You don’t have anything to be shy about and you
can leave at any time you want, hon. You’re in control. It’s no big deal. We
have a lot of girls waiting for their audition. We hope you work out, because …
to be honest, you’re a really cute girl. Kind of hot in a sweet way, but
really. If you’re not completely comfortable with this, we can move on. Just
ask your boyfriend to wait in the car or something, okay.”
    “Can I uh … can I talk to you. Privately,” I asked him.
    He nodded, setting the camera down on a nearby table so that
it was still pointed in Sarah’s direction and he led me into the next room
where there were a few guys chatting around a table. Two of them were stocky
black guys and the other was a well-shaped white guy.
    “Look. I know what this is. I’m a big fan of your site. A
member. She doesn’t know, but I want you guys to do your thing with her. It’s
totally cool with me.”
    “Really,” he said. I could see his wheels churning. “So,
you’re really her boyfriend? That’s no bullshit?”
    “I am,” I said.
    He scratched his chin in thought. “I think we could work
that angle,” he said. “It’s different than anything else we’ve done.”
    “Sweet,” I said. “Look. She loves DJ Lucas. If you can work
that into the script. You know. Like you guys have something to do with him
coming up, she’ll be putty in your hands.”
    He laughed. “You uh … you ain’t the greatest boyfriend in
the bunch. You know that, right?”
    “I’m doing her a favor. She doesn’t know it yet, but she’s
the type.”
    “All right, my man. Let’s get things rolling.”
    We walked back into the room where