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18-Year Old Bitch | dkburrows | 7


"Alright. There's a few things to know. First, your pay," he said, naming a ridiculously low amount that was below minimum wage. He figured she wasn't smart enough to know what minimum wage was, and since she was getting paid under the table he didn't have to comply with that law anyway.

"That's it?" she asked, mouth popping open.

"Well yeah, I have to make up for paying you in cash somehow."

"You do?"

"Well yeah. I mean, if I was paying you regular you'd be getting paid less often so I'd have my money invested, earning me interest. Because I'm paying you cash I don't get any interest. See?"

Jessica nodded, though she didn't really understand. Still, he sounded reasonable.

"And then there's tips."


"That's part of your job. See, this is a sex entertainment store," he said, pronouncing the words slowly enough that she smirked, clearly thinking he was a moron, and thereby sealing her doom.

"I'm hiring you as an entertainer."

"Huh? What does that mean?"

"You're gonna make us some new videos."

"What? You mean, on film?"

"Well, we gotta get our videos from somewhere, right? Just think about it. The more films you make the better your chances of becoming famous."

The words famous triggered something in Jessica's mind. She'd thought about being famous like any other teenager starved for attention, but she never knew how she could do it. She had no singing voice and she wasn't a great dancer, though guys loved rubbing up against her on the dance floor.


Will Jessica accept the idea of making films

          With stars in her eyes she agrees


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