Publish Novellas 25 December 2022
EPISODE 7 – UNINHIBITED
Rex has successfully lowered all of Luna’s defenses. Now see how the persona he has created reacts.
Later, during the topless boudoir staging, Luna has her back to the camera. She tries to maintain as much modesty as possible under the circumstances. But for some reason, the pasties do not stick well.
Gabriela carefully poses her within frame. Before taking any pictures, Luna asks Rex to check to see that everything meets his satisfaction.
“You look perfect. That’s money right there! Here comes the camera.” The photographer clicks during her micro-movements for the best angle.
When the photographer stops clicking, Luna lays on her back.
Next, Rex hands Luna a different pair of panties and says, “Change into these wherever you feel comfortable.”
Without losing eye contact on Rex, she pulls the bedsheet up to quickly change beneath it instead of going behind the partition. Luna hands the black underwear to the wardrobe assistant while looking her up and down. Then she peels the sheet down before resuming her position with her back to the camera.
Rex responds, “Impressive! Now Gabriela can adjust your underwear for the shot.”
“Actually, I feel more comfortable with you doing it, director,” Luna says, signaling to Gabriela a level of intimate comfort between them.
While she waits for Rex’s hands to touch her, the man who was chasing Luna in the red car steps through the crew. He grabs a pillow that he presses to her back, and fires a gun through it. Everyone hears a muffled bang! and rapid clicks of the camera shutter.
Luna jumps up and whirls around as pasties fly off of her chest. “What was that?” she shouts.
“Relax, Luna. I’m sorry. It was a practical joke to lighten the mood. That was a prop gun. This just brought the whole event full circle,” Rex admits while trying to suppress his laughter.
Meanwhile, Luna, who stands exposed before a roomful of smiles, is not amused. But acting on earlier advise to always respond sexy and professional to any situation, she does not cover her breasts. Sticking her chest out while rotating her torso, she announces, “Okay, everyone, this is what you all want to see!”
Breaching her own limits for exposure, she announces, “I’m not ashamed. Get a good look—especially you, Gabriela.” She then slips on a sheer robe and says, “This session is over!” before seductively walking from the bedroom to the sofa in the main room of the suite. Everyone applauds and whistles.
The crew begins packing up lights and leaving. Rex is the last to go. Luna peeks down the hallway to make certain Gabriela is gone. Still wearing her sheer robe, she puts her arms around Rex and plants a passionate kiss.
“No, Luna…. You’re great…. But remember, no commitments…. I can’t stay.” Softly, in her ear he continues, “You were wonderful this afternoon—not just the photography.”
“Rex, your lips confirm what I knew was true. If there’s one thing you taught me today, it’s that everything is subject to negotiation. I hope to be your most valuable client. When can I visit my website?”
“In a week or two, perhaps. The images we got are better than I imagined. There will be a huge payout! Keep your job and benefits at least until the website gets traction, unless it bothers you that your workmates might find it.
“But tone down your emotions. You need to portray a hidden talent that executives desire. If it comes across like I’m doing my girlfriend a favor, I lose bargaining power.”
“Next time, no pasties. You were right. All they do is make me seem like a novice. Do I look like a novice to you? I’m a rising star and you can claim dibs on me!
“This all began with me being in the right booth at the right time. Tomorrow morning I’ll look for you downstairs in the hotel restaurant. After breakfast, perhaps… we could come back up here….”
While nibbling his ear, Luna continues, “It doesn’t matter how forward this sounds. I meant what I shouted this morning…. I’ll shout it again for you… tomorrow…, or right now.”
“You have have so much potential. Good night,” Rex says after a firm hug and tender kiss.
“Unable to control her infatuation, desperate words bubble from Luna’s mouth as Rex walks toward the elevator, “You have an open invitation. Don’t get attached to Gabriela!
Luna reflects on the day and opportunities before her. “I’m going to be a freakin’ millionaire!” Her phone shows receipt of 5 thousand dollars. She still awaits the script but would not read it tonight anyway.
She can’t get Rex out of her mind. “He’s handsome and wealthy. With both of us doing whatever is necessary to secure roles, can we maintain a serious relationship? It’s worth a try.
“The first thing I need to work on is not being jealous when he’s with someone else. I’m sure he’s thinking about me. There’s no way he can get me out of his mind with all the sexy photos he took.”
Recalling the advice Rex gave her on how to end her day, she showers and towels off. Then she stands in front of the full-length bedroom mirrors, posing and admiring her body. While pushing her butt out, she says, “This could be worth 4 million dollars!”
Without realizing it, the room has more than a half dozen hidden cameras. She lays on the bed unclothed. Becoming more relaxed while sprawled out, she coaches herself to improve behavior around Rex.
“How’d I fall in love with this man so quickly? I need to stop begging. It shouldn’t be so obvious that I’m desperate. He deserves an elegant lady on his arm.
“Tomorrow, use seductive glances and movements that entice him to make him initiate a dalliance…. Good night, my sweet, lover. I know you wish you were here,” she says before falling asleep.
In the morning, Luna discovers that the crew has already checked out of the hotel. Calls to Rex go straight to voicemail and he does not respond to text messages. Her heart sinks as she wonders all sorts of things. “That child, Gabriela better not have stolen my role. I knew it was a mistake to let him be with her all night!”
Back up in her suite, Luna takes a shower to think. “I did not receive a copy of anything I signed.” Her heart sinks as she wonders what she agreed to and what will become of the pictures. “Could this be an elaborate con?” Luna reasons, “How much did Rex really spend? He talked about lots of money but perhaps he just paid for a few hotel nights, meals, and car rentals.
“Offering the prospect of stardom, Rex strips me of all morals. I consent to sexy photos that net hundreds of thousands of dollars. He gives me just a fraction—5 thousand dollars—before they head to their next mark.”
“No. Rex must love me! I mean…, the time we had together…, what he whispered to me before leaving…. He sort of referred to me as his girlfriend…. Maybe he just doesn’t have cellphone service at the moment….
“I hope I wasn’t stupid enough to become the queen of porn on the internet. Did I sign an agreement to have sex with strangers? What if he begins sending men to my apartment? I may be contractually obligated to fulfill their desires—perhaps without compensation!”
She exits the bathroom and sits on the bed in a deluxe suite with master bedroom. “My reputation and career would be ruined! Everybody at work will be wanting a piece of action. No one will take me serious in professional settings.”
At that moment, a white piece of paper slides beneath the door. “Please be an explanation…. Please be an explanation…,” she repeats to herself while bending over to pick it up. It’s the itemized bill for the room amounting to $4,287. This leaves her barely enough to cover expenses for evading mock pursuers.
Coming to Terms
“No no, no, no, Rex!!!” Dragging her feet back to the bathroom, Luna pukes in the toilet and washes her face. She then falls onto the massive bed face-first, bare-butt to the ceiling, with arms and legs spread out, crying, “I have won many martial arts tournaments. But you skillfully wore down all my defenses.
“Through verbal agreements, non-disclosure agreements, model releases, a napkin disclaimer, hundreds of willing photos, and consensual sex I authorized sexual exploitation. Then I stupidly absolved you of all wrongdoing with my signatures.
“Grifters cut ties with anyone they cheat. Now, my only hope is that you will actually set me up as a high-price call girl. It’s the only way I can earn money after destroying my reputation, Rex!”
She hopes the email address on his business card is valid. Her message can’t accuse him of wrongdoing. Luna cannot demand documents or the return of photos. She must appeal to grifter greed while descending further into depravity.
“Rex, you have all the leverage. I blame myself. Obviously, I need to regroup. Maintain any level of anonymity you desire. But don’t leave me completely at loss. Send a link to wherever photos are published and allow me to reap some benefit selling *favors*. For 25 percent commission, I will accept all high-paying clients you can send. You will earn more money with zero risk. Please acknowledge. —LN”