Can I be your French Maid? Ch. 05 - Sex Stories

Can I be your French Maid? Ch. 05

... elbows on the kitchen island.

"What... what happened?" I asked.

He smiled. Even as good an actor as he was, I could see the pain of the memory just below the surface of his polished veneer.

"There were some very bad people at very high places who had different plans for me. I hate to admit it. But, I was naive. I was a dumb kid, fresh off the bus, just trying to break into the industry. Would I have gone through with it?... honestly, I don't know. When Dusty found out, he swooped in, told them all to fuck off."

He laughed and took another drink. "The look on their face when he stormed into their office. I swear he had enough rage built up to lift up their mahogany desk and toss it out of the fiftieth floor of their executive office. After that well..."

"Black listed?" I asked, stunned.

"Yea, at least for the short-term. Eventually they were canned, or failed upward or were arrested, I honestly don't know which, nor do I care. It doesn't matter. Even if you scrape away that layer of scum, a new one will form. Sadly, it's part of the industry."

He took another drink. He'd almost finished his beer. I looked down at mine. I'd hardly touched it. I took a quick drink. "Does he regret it?" I asked.

"I don't think so, he's never said ...

... so. We eventually both crash landed into this industry and say what you will, they may be pornos but at least we have creative control."

"And you two are...?"

"No... but I think he'd throw a blunt object at me if I ever called him a mother hen."

I laughed.

"Am I interrupting?" Valerie asked as she walked into the kitchen. Josh leaned back. "Not at all, what's up?"

"Well, seeing as we still have our wonderful co-star for ten minutes, I was wondering if we might try to squeeze in one last shot before we run out of time."

"Oh yea?" Josh asked. "What's left to shoot?"

Valerie raised a torn page from the script and handed it to him. He took it and gave it a quick glance. "Well then," he said, then looked up at me. "It's a bit of a doozy. Are you up to it? You'd actually get to move."

"Jerk," I teased, reached out and tried to grab the page from him. He pulled it back, looked over at Valerie and smirked.

"I don't know. Are you sure you don't want to just do it in post with some CG?"

I lunged forward and grabbed the page from him, pulled it back, read it, then looked up at them.

"Seriously?" I asked, stunned.

"It's your call," Josh replied. "But with the time we got remaining, you'll have to do it in one take. You up for it?"