You’ve had your eye on a few women recently, it makes sense to start arranging their auditions now. Two quick phone calls and the agents for Girls Aloud and the Pussycat Dolls are both very anxious to set up a meeting. The agent for Girls Aloud is English like them and wants to set up a private meeting for Cheryl Cole to actually star in a film not just provide music for it. You can tell the agent is pussy whipped from the way he talks about her. Sad bastard probably doesn’t even get any from her, just lusts after her and desperately jerks himself off while thinking about her.
It’s an easy trap to fall into, all the major hotties in L.A. try that when they meet someone important, flirting, touching even some kissing sometimes. If they can make you want them more than they want the job then suddenly they’re in control. They’ll take what they can from you and you’ll be left finishing yourself off. You haven’t let that happen to you although you’ve heard stories about a few stars who are very good at it. Surely the only way Pamela Anderson could have persuaded anybody to invest in whatever her last flop was, Tits or Stacked, you think it was called, was making sure she was calling the shots. Otherwise whoever was involved would have had his way with the blonde and then dumped her to the curve. You remember nearly letting that happen with Carmen Electra when she was trying to get her own reality TV show. The first three meetings her husband was at which meant you had to just look at the goods without touching them. She had clearly done it on purpose and it probably would have worked out for her except that you had T&A working for you. During one meeting you had gotten so frustrated you could feel your will power to resist starting to go, you nearly signed the papers they had brought. Standing up abruptly you had muttered something about a call and gone outside and nailed Trish right there on her desk with Alisa watching. Going back int the meeting you had been much more composed and didn’t sign a thing. Carmen obviously realised that she’d need a private meeting from the satisfied smirk on your face. Just two weeks later her show had been approved. All it had cost her was a little pride and for her to use some of the expert cock worshiping skills that had gotten her so far in her career. He’d given her an actual pearl necklace to match the one he’s shot onto her bronzed skin. The husband thought it was just a congratulations for getting the show, she knew better.
The show cancelled after the break-up, you place a quick call to her agent about a film role. Of course she’ll need to do more than accept a pearl necklace to get it, but you’re a fair man, she’ll have her chance. You make a few more phone calls to arrange things later that day. At one point Alisa brings you in a coffee, you watch her swish across the room in a skirt the same size as her belt and enjoy the view of her long legs and tight ass.
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