Wolk
The howny wabbit
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Along a broad, sunny L.A. highway framed by palm trees sped a hot red convertible, shamelessly cutting off slower cars in a display of its driver's arrogance. The wind ruffled through the dirty blond hair of a handsome tanned man behind the wheel, while music blasting out of the car's speakers did the same with his mind.
The man's name was Dick Swallen - a very fitting name for someone in his occupation. He was in his mid twenties, of average built, standing two inches above six feet. He wasn't drop-dead gorgeous overall, but still quite attractive. His facial lines looked noble and his blue eyes radiated authority and self-respect mixed with a good degree of arrogance. His muscles weren't huge, but their lines were nicely defined thanks in large to all the hours Dick spent in the pool.
Ah, yes, his occupation. Dick co-owned a fairly small movie company; of the kind that specialized in movies that are unlikely to yeild Oscars; the adult kind. Dick did not star in any of his movies - he had gorgeous actors for that, but he did get involved in the process quite a lot. He personally auditioned all prospective actresses, and because of it got more variety in sex than even his star actors.
It was easy to find candidates in L.A. From all the country young women came to Hollywood dreaming of being an actress, only to find there are tens of thousands others just like her, and nobody would even give her a foot in the door on anything even related to big-time movies. Some gave up on their dreams, spending the rest of their lives working as waitresses, others sought alternate ways to enter the business, ready to do anything it takes to grab a foothold. To the latter kind ILD "I Love Dick" Studios offered a way to get their pretty faces, even if smeared in cum, on film and make good money in the process. Many stayed for years doing movie after movie and pumping their bank accounts nicely and not rushing to move on to serious acting, figuring a sparrow in their hand is better than an eagle in the sky.
The convertible pulled into a parking lot and stopped. Dick locked the car and, tossing a jacket over his shoulder, walked into the building with a conspicious ILD Studios sign over the reflective glass door.
"Morning, hun." Dick waved to the busty secretary that sometimes acted in his flicks. "I got an audition coming this morning. Just send her to the usual room." He picked up the messages off the secretary's desk, pinched her breast lightly, smiling, and went to his office.
OOC: This is an open story, so feel free to jump in with an intro of your character.
The man's name was Dick Swallen - a very fitting name for someone in his occupation. He was in his mid twenties, of average built, standing two inches above six feet. He wasn't drop-dead gorgeous overall, but still quite attractive. His facial lines looked noble and his blue eyes radiated authority and self-respect mixed with a good degree of arrogance. His muscles weren't huge, but their lines were nicely defined thanks in large to all the hours Dick spent in the pool.
Ah, yes, his occupation. Dick co-owned a fairly small movie company; of the kind that specialized in movies that are unlikely to yeild Oscars; the adult kind. Dick did not star in any of his movies - he had gorgeous actors for that, but he did get involved in the process quite a lot. He personally auditioned all prospective actresses, and because of it got more variety in sex than even his star actors.
It was easy to find candidates in L.A. From all the country young women came to Hollywood dreaming of being an actress, only to find there are tens of thousands others just like her, and nobody would even give her a foot in the door on anything even related to big-time movies. Some gave up on their dreams, spending the rest of their lives working as waitresses, others sought alternate ways to enter the business, ready to do anything it takes to grab a foothold. To the latter kind ILD "I Love Dick" Studios offered a way to get their pretty faces, even if smeared in cum, on film and make good money in the process. Many stayed for years doing movie after movie and pumping their bank accounts nicely and not rushing to move on to serious acting, figuring a sparrow in their hand is better than an eagle in the sky.
The convertible pulled into a parking lot and stopped. Dick locked the car and, tossing a jacket over his shoulder, walked into the building with a conspicious ILD Studios sign over the reflective glass door.
"Morning, hun." Dick waved to the busty secretary that sometimes acted in his flicks. "I got an audition coming this morning. Just send her to the usual room." He picked up the messages off the secretary's desk, pinched her breast lightly, smiling, and went to his office.
OOC: This is an open story, so feel free to jump in with an intro of your character.