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"So, Naomi," McPherson starts with a downright pervy grin, "What brings you to our, heh, studio."

"Well, sir-"

"No, no, no! I'm not to be called 'sir'-well at least outside of the bedroom-" he chuckles at his own gross joke, "-it makes me feel like an old man! Not Mr. McPherson either, that's my father. It's Gordon."

I force a smile on my face and laugh a little, "You're very funny, sir-Gordon."

"Are you being a suck-up?" He looks at me expectantly, "Because there's only one type of sucking I like!" At this he pushes his chair back from the desk and wildly gesticulates at his crotch.

"That's uh true? Men do like fellatio..." I mumble. While dealing with my bosses at the police station is annoying and tiring, at least they aren't making constant overtly sexual remarks.

This apparently humorous statement pushes McPherson over the edge. He looks around dramatically, "Listen to this one! Amazing! I have a feeling-and not just in my pants-that you will be great here. You're a wordsmith, right?"

This seems like a fairly related to this..job interview, so I nod enthusiastically. "Yes, I am. I love writing and-" I search my brains for what the dossier on 'Naomi Smith' said about my education, "-and I studied at Goldsmith's."

Gordon furrows his brow, appearing deep in thought. "So when you say 'wordsmith', you might also say 'silvertongued'?"

"Er, I suppose so?" I'm a bit surprised that he seems so focused on words I didn't expect to even find in his vocabulary. And the fact that he's disregarded any real information on my 'skills'. If I was interviewing myself for a white collar position such as this, I would at least be looking at my resume or taking notes or pulling my eyes to meet..my eyes so that I could—well that's becoming too complicated, but what I'm trying to say is that I wouldn't be eye fucking my interviewee and making lurid comments.

"Silvertongued..yes. You want to put that 'silver tongue' to good use here at Pleasure Productions? Is that your motive?"

"Yes..." I'm starting to suspect where this is going.

"Then I can think of several places where your tongue could go right here in this office!" He breaks down in raucous laughter again. Fucking pervert. How he ever got to be in charge of any company is beyond me.

I'm about ready to storm out of the office and away from this awful assignment, but I steady myself and grin. "Very clever, Gordon. Is there anything else you want ask me? Past jobs, experience, anything?" Non-sex related, my mind says.

"Of course, Ms. Smith. What kind of business do you think I'm running here?"

"One as good as what in your pants, which is to say, imposing?" I offer, thinking of the most sexually charged and stupid comment that I could possibly say.

He simply nods at this and pages the Skankceptionist. "Could you send Emily in? Thanks." Then, to me, "She'll be conducting the rest of this interview."

Within a minute, there's a knock on the door.

Come in!" he yells, before turning to me conspiratorially and saying in a stage whisper, "You'll like her. She has amazing tits."

Like hell I will.

Still holding my fake smile in place, I turn towards the woman walking in. Fuck me, she's stunning. The first thing I notice is the bright red hair, then her big chocolate brown eyes, and finally the fit body.

Dressed in clothes much less revealing that I would have expected, she puts out her hand for me to shake. My palms are suddenly sweaty and I feel my heart begin to pound slightly. What the fuck? But why wouldn't it? She's a porn star, right? Supposed to ooze sex and hotness and make me feel all...I'm getting distracted..Need to focus, Naomi.

"My name is Emily," she tells me, her voice deliciously husky.

"I'm Naomi," I say to her, my voice cracking and making me sound like a prepubescent boy.

"Emily is our film director," Gordon informs me, "She works in the business-y side a lot too. More than me! I work with our talent mostly. I know them very well..you might even say 'biblically'!"

"Oh." This is the most innocuous response I can force myself to say. I'd much rather say, 'fuck off, toerag' or just kick him in the crotch. But I don't.

"So I'll leave you two to settle on the rest of it. Just give me a call if you need anything..or start some hot girl-on-girl action!" McPherson winks at me before departing the office. Thank god.

"Pervy little wanker," Emily mutters, taking his seat. "Sorry about him, he probably came off a bit strong."

I snort, "Strong? I'm surprised he didn't whip out his junk and use that to write me a contract!"

Emily grins at this, before telling me in a fake serious voice, "Have some respect. He is still the boss and owner."

"Owner of several venereal diseases, I'm sure..How can you stand it?"

"He's my little brother's best mate. I've had to deal with it for ten years. Believe me, it gets trying. But seriously, if you're here for an interview then I need to ask you some business questions."

"Of course."

She pulls out her laptop and grabs the resume sitting on the desk. "This is pretty impressive. Are you sure you want to put your skills to use here? The pay is pretty good, but it's not the kind of job that offers much advancement, prestige, or anything a legitimate job would."

"Yeah...the economy's still in the shitter and I need really a job. I figure that writing porn-"

"Adult films," she interjects before blushing slightly which is kinda adorable. "Sorry, it's a reflex. Calling the movies 'adult films' makes me feel like less of a, well, pornographer."

"Ah. Yes, if I'm going to work here then I guess I'll have to pick up on that. So do you need me to write a sample or something?"

Emily raises her eyebrows, "I probably should, but you seem intelligent and coherent and there really isn't much to it. We do a lot of parody pornos, so it doesn't even take a lot of creativity. If you want the job, it's yours."

I smile and pretend to consider it. "Yes. I'd love to work with you-I mean here at this company." Where the fuck did that come from?

"Let me show you around. Oh, and just to let you know, this office has cameras there, there, and there. So keep your guard up."

So I wasn't gonna make Emily a porn star..that would be kinda gross!

More later if you guys like it..so review