thinking) or I could go really sexy: trench coat, with a black bustier, lace panties with thigh-highs and suspenders. I was almost positive that no one else was going to show up prepared to audition for a bedroom scene and I was positive it would make me stand out. I thought about the $50 in my account and knew that my mind was made. I needed every little bonus point I could get when I showed up for the audition.
Chapter 2
I drove Tikki’s car to the audition. Thank God she had GPS or I would have been lost. Los Angeles is a big place and I didn’t want to end up in Compton or something. Not unless there was a good party happening and I had a special invitation from Spike Lee.
I was pleased to see that the building looked professional when I arrived. It seemed legit and that was all I could ask for. I walked in with my trench coat on and I saw about 5 other dolled up girls looking at me in smirks. I kept my smirk to myself- I had been correct that they would all be wearing slutty party dresses.
“I’m here for the audition.” I walked up to a mousy lady who was sitting at a computer.
“You are?” She looked me up and down and frowned. “You know they asked for people to dress sexy right?”
“Yes.” I stared at her and looked her up and down. She was wearing an ugly plaid shirt, jeans and her hair was in a bun. She had no right to be looking at anyone with that type of look. “I know.” I turned my nose up at her. “My name’s Lola Vixen and I’ll be waiting for my turn to audition.” I walked over to a seat and sat down, crossing my legs and staring down the fake blond in front of me. She was wearing a red dress with flip-flops. Flip-flops? I laughed to myself. She had no chance.
“Lola Vixen you’re up.” A handsome man with a buzz cut walked out with a board. ‘Lola Vixen?”
“That’s me.” I jumped up in surprise. “That was quick.”
He glanced at me and looked back at his clipboard. “Yeah. Come this way.”
“I take it your not John?” I asked him as I followed him.
“No I’m Pete.” He looked back at me in surprise. “How did you know?”
“You don’t look or sound like a biker.”
Pete laughed. “You’re pretty astute.” He studied my face. “Pretty too.”
“I’m sexy under the coat.” I laughed as I saw him look at my attire.
“Okay, just checking.” He opened a door. “Let’s go through here.”
“Okay.” I followed him into a large office. There were two large cameras and two other men in the room sitting at a table. They looked up at me for a second, looked at Pete and shook their head.
“Uhm, I’m afraid the audition is over.” Pete gave me an apologetic look.
“Wait what?” I frowned. Then I pulled off my coat and let it slip to the floor before clearing my throat. “Excuse me,” I said loudly. “Is the audition still over already?”
The two men glanced back up and me and I saw broad smiles cross their face as they surveyed my sexy body. I knew I looked hot. Who could resist a hot girl in black lingerie?
One of the men jumped up and walked towards me. He looked like Burt Reynolds with dark hair, dark eyes and a moustache. He looked like he was a rough type and I knew immediately he was John.
“John right?” I walked over to him and shook his hand.
“Yes.” He looked at me in surprise, his deep voice once again making me think of a biker.
“You look like I imagined you would.” I smiled.
“Well, what a nice surprise Lola Vixen because you don’t look like I thought you would.”
“I’m not sure if that’s a compliment.” I laugh. “So is the audition back on?”
“Yes. Yes. It is.” He smiled at me. Then he pointed to the other man at the desk. “That’s Mr. Green, my business partner. And you’ve met Pete, my assistant.”
“Yeah.” I smiled at Pete who was grinning at me. I had a feeling he had seen that I was wearing a thong because he looked like a man who had just been titillated. I knew that I had been successful with my attire. And now I just needed to get the part.
“So you want to be an actress?” John led me to the table and pointed to a chair. I sat down and he went back and sat next to Mr. Green. Pete came and stood next to me before taking a seat.
“Yeah, that’s why I’m here.” I couldn’t stop myself from rolling my eyes at the dumb question.
“Have you been in anything before?”
“No.” I sighed. “But I really need a job. I only have $50 right now. I’m living with my friend and her dad and his crazy girlfriend. And not in Beverly Hills.” I laughed.
“So really you’d be happy for any sort of position in the industry?” John looked at me like he was trying to figure me out.
“Not Porn.” I sighed. “I’m not doing porn.”
“We don’t want you to do porn.” Pete smiled at me eagerly.
“I’m guessing you don’t want me to be in the next James Bond movie either.”
“No.” John laughed. “That’s not how it works here in Hollywood.”
“So what’s the position?” I figured it was for some car commercial for some cheap used lot, not exactly what I had in mind but the money would tide me over for a few months. Give me a way out of working the drive through.
“The position we have will pay you well.” John paused. “Anywhere from $1000- $10,000 a night.”
“OMG, do you want me to be a prostitute?” I jumped up. “Hell no.”
Pete grabbed my arm to stop me. “Prostitutes walk the streets. That’s not the position we have for you.”
I looked at his hand on my arm and frowned. “What’s the position?”
“You’d be a temporary date to influential figures.”
“A temporary date?” I made a funny face. “What the fuck does that mean?”
“You’d escort them to different events, big society events, you’d get to make contacts, real, influential contacts and you’d be in the midst of the big names in the industry.”
“So I just hangout with them at events?” I grinned. “That sounds easy.” Then I paused. “And they are going to pay me for that?”
“Basically yes.” Pete paused as John shook his head at him and then took over.
“In essence that is what we ask.” John smiled. “As you can see, it’s all legal. We don’t expect you to do anything else.” He paused. “It’s all above board.”
I knew that something sounded fishy but it just sounded too good to turn away from. “So how do I get this great position?”
“We send you out on an audition.”
“So, this isn’t the audition?” I sighed.
“No.” John looked me up and down. “Though it could be if you want?”
I shivered at the dirty look he was giving me but kept my back straight. “That’s okay.”
John looked at Mr. Green who handed him a piece of paper. “Tonight we are going to set you up on a date. You’ll be escorting this man to a film premiere. He knows it is your first time. He’s a regular customer. He’ll let us know if we should hire you.”
“Okay.” I frowned. “Will I get paid?”
“You’ll get $2500 for the night.” Pete answered my question. “You’ll get it at the end of the date.”
“Okay.” I played with my hair. “That sounds easy enough.”
“Good.” John smiled at me. “We just need you to sign these confidentiality papers and this contract and you can be on your way.”
“What time will I be meeting the actor at the event?” I started wracking my brain to see what I should wear.
“Pete will drive you directly to his house after you sign these papers.” John looked at her seriously. “The actor will drive you back here after the event, so you can drive your own car home.”
I frowned. “When will I change?”
