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There is a black screen with the words *quot;Teen Casting Call*quot; written in some comic font. This fades and the shot opens to a view of a girl sitting on the bed in an anonymous hotel room. The picture quality is actually quite good, I note.*quot;Well well well. You're quite the hot little thing,*quot; says a voice just beyond the camera. My skin crawls a little to hear him speaking. But he isn't kidding either. The girl sitting at the edge of the bed is stunning. Her dark hair cascading over her shoulders. Those bright green eyes shining over her impish grin. Her best feature, arguably, is her long, tanned legs that are on display in a very short pair of cut off shorts, crossed very lady-like in front of her. It's probably the only lady-like thing about this whole scenario, my cynical mind thinks.*quot;And what is your name?*quot;*quot;Katelyn,*quot; she replies, her girlish voice coming out as half-whisper and half-squeak. It's the first thing she has said and it is a lie. Her real name is Kristy. I know this because she is my girlfriend, and as I watch this interview with her, she is sitting beside me here in my dorm room at the college we both attend. She is visibly nervous and biting her nails, studying my reaction but afraid to say anything.*quot;Well hello Katelyn. And how old are you?*quot;*quot;Nineteen.*quot; This is true. She'll be twenty in a few months. We've been dating a little over a year, not that the unseen interviewer probably cares. *quot;Nineteen,*quot; the man repeats, rolling it over his tongue almost as if he can not believe his luck. *quot;Well Katelyn, why don't you tell me why you're here today then?*quot;The girl, my girlfriend that is, blushes and out comes a hesitant answer, *quot;To make a movie.*quot;*quot;To make a movie? What kind of movie?*quot;She blushes even more and says, *quot;A porn movie.*quot;*quot;That's right a porn movie. And this is your first time doing that, right?*quot;She nods and lets out a nervous laugh. I almost ask a question then but we agreed on a few ground rules when we got into this and asking if this was really the first film she made during her two weeks out in California might be crossing the line. *quot;So how do you feel?*quot; *quot;Nervous. Excited,*quot; she says, and I have no reason to believe otherwise. The real life counterpart sitting beside Anadolu Yakası Escort me is mirroring her emotions. I know she's worried about my reaction to this. Hell, I'm worried about my reaction.*quot;Hey that's a sexy little Southern accent you have! So do you have a boyfriend back home?*quot; She nods in the affirmative.*quot;Ooh, naughty. And does he know you're here?*quot; She replies, *quot;No.*quot; Again, I look down at her and she shrugs.I suppose that technically it was the truth. When she answered the personal ad a few months ago we had several long talks prior to her actually leaving. I knew what it meant for her to be going out to California on Spring Break and living in a house doing *quot;modelling jobs*quot; for what was actually obscene amounts of money for two broke-ass college students. We were both dismissive to the idea at first, but over time we realized that the money was just too much for us to pass up. I was sick of breaking my neck doing odd jobs and giving plasma just to get by, and her parents refused to let her work because it might affect her grades, but they didn't give her much in the way of living expenses to compensate. So I guess you could say it's partly their fault that their only daughter ended up going into the porn business for a short time. Anyway, it's easy it rationalize things when you're young.And me, well I consented too. That part wasn't easy. Kristy was only my second girlfriend and she'd had a lot of other boyfriends before we met. This caused me some jealousy and insecurity from time to time. The idea that she might add more to that total and tip the balance in experience even further made me nauseous.But we were broke, and our grades were suffering along with our burgeoning relationship. We found ourselves arguing about money at times, which was weird considering how young we were. *So we rationalized, though in hindsight, I remember that she did most of the talking. We (well, technically she) would make some much needed money in a really short time, we could focus on our studies more, and in the process we might just discover some new things about ourselves and end up a happier and closer couple.And so it was that Kristy Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan somehow managed to convince me that letting her do a porn movie or two way out on the other side of the country might actually be good for our relationship if we approached it with a healthy attitude.And as long as we followed the rules, of course.*quot;Do you like sex Katelyn?*quot; *quot;Yep.*quot;**quot;And what's your favorite position.*quot;*quot;Um. Being on top I guess.*quot;*quot;You ever been with another girl?*quot;*quot;No,*quot; she said, with a nervous giggle. I wondered if that was still true, but the rules are the rules and the only way I'm gonna find out is by waiting until she chooses to show me.*quot;How about anal sex. Have you ever done that?*quot; My heart actually lept hearing this one. I know she hasn't let me put it in her ass before, and she told me that one part of her was still virgin even after all the other guys she had dated before me. But did she do it out there with some stranger for money? Or more than one stranger? Oh God...*quot;No,*quot; she said quickly. *quot;Is that something you'd want to do?*quot; My breath froze in my lungs.*quot;I don't know. Maybe. We'll see.*quot; My heart was racing. I bit my tongue to stop from asking the questions I wanted to. And I didn't notice it at first, but my cock was rock hard.*quot;Alright. I guess we will. Well how about you take your shirt off for us?*quot; She dutifully stood up and pulled off the simple blouse she had worn. To my surprise, she was braless underneath. My girlfriend's tits are definitely on the small side, but they are nicely shaped and she has perky, dark little nipples that get bullet-hard when she's excited. Seeing her exposing them to a stranger (and the whole internet, actually) for the first time was very surreal. *quot;Nice, nice. Those are some cute little titties, Katelyn. Now how about taking off those pants?*quot;Kristy unbuttoned her shorts and let them fall down her long stems. Underneath she wore a simple black thong. *quot;Wow, now turn around and show me that ass. Oh man, that's amazing.*quot; No argument here. Next to her legs, my girlfriend's ass was definitely her best feature. For the first time, I saw part of the interviewer as he reached out with his arm and Escort Anadolu Yakası cupped her butt cheeks. Even though I knew this was tame compared to what must be coming, I still felt a jolt of jealousy watching another man maul my girlfriend's body, especially since she seemed more than willing to let him.*quot;Very nice. Very nice. Now how about those panties now?*quot;*And just like that, my girlfriend was completely naked in front of this stranger. She had gotten waxed apparently, I guess out in California. There was just a thin strip of black pubic hair visible over her neat little pussy. *quot;Wow. That looks good enough to eat. Do you like having your pussy eaten Katelyn?*quot;*quot;Oh yeah.*quot;There was a sudden boldness in her voice that I almost found unnerving. She was horny now. She was looking forward to this. Her face turned to the right, off camera, and she smiled at something, or someone, that I couldn't see.*quot;Well are you ready to fuck this guy? Maybe we can convince him to eat your pussy for you.*quot;Just like that I was startled to see a man walk in from off camera. He was shirtless and wearing jeans. Because it was just out of frame, I couldn't see the face of the guy who was about to fuck my girlfriend, but his muscular body and the bulge in his pants were apparent, as was the look on her face when she saw him.Kristy, or *quot;Katelyn*quot; rather, wasted no time in getting down on her knees, unfastening the man's jeans, and reaching in for his cock. I had been dreading this as much as anything and her reaction as it sprang out wounded me a little. Granted, it was by no means some obscenely huge porno cock, but in my girlfriend's tiny hand it still looked gigantic. She promptly sucked it into her mouth and for awhile the room was filled with the slurping sounds of her sloppy blowjob. I paused the film. The angle showed my naked girlfriend on her knees with half of another man's dick in her mouth. I then looked down at the real thing, sitting next to me with a look of almost fear on her face. It was at that moment, looking back, that I held the most power in the events as they played out, and she knew it. I could have decided then to tell her I was disappointed, nay, mortified that she had decided to go full on porn, that I couldn't get over the thought of her with this other guy. I could have interrogated her about all of the things she did and, ultimately, we could have ended things right there. It would all come down to how I chose to react to this.I knew what she was afraid of hearing, and what she desperately needed to hear.