The
emails between Derrick and I have continue to go back and forth, and it seemed
as though we were not speaking the same language. I sent him an email he didn't
receive (although the email saying so was a reply from the 'missing' email... I
don't know). He was also worried that he'd offended me in some way. We decided
to meet for lunch and just talk in person.
I
had pretty much made up my mind, and told him as much, but like I say, we
didn't seem to be on the same page. What originally swayed me into talking to
them, was the idea that I could just sell my used gotch, but they informed me
that even with that there'd be some on cam time. I don't want my face on line,
even for my escort website. I pretty much told them that, but the emails went
back and forth anyway. I wanted to find out how much money I could make, cause
if it's anything like escorting, or better, then maybe.
We
sit down and start talking, and he's talking about all the semantics, and all I
want to know is how much money?!?!?! Derrick tells me that Marcy gets a
"Real nice cheque every three months." A: How nice? B: Marcy does it
more than I'd ever want to. C: Clearly it's still not enough for her to quit
her day job. So, How much money??? What they are looking to do is a regular
weekly show with this mother (Marcy) and her very naughty daughters (me and
someone...?). Bottom line, it would end in spankings and what-not. So after
artfully navigating his avoidance, he finally told me $20-$50 an hour, plus
royalties, "And, who knows how much those could add up to!!!"
Seriously?
Like, are you kidding me? $20-$50 an hour... with sex??? I would get more out
of it if I just went on a Plenty of Fish date, at least then, I'd get a few
drinks and a meal out of it. Fuck. Are you kidding?
We
still had the rest of our meals to finish, so we made super awkward
conversation, while he tried to give me the hard sell. The thing is, and I
don't mean this in a bad way, but Derrick is a business man. He's an
entrepreneur. And good for him. I am not. But to me that means, he's looking
out for his business, not for me. And if we can make money together, that's
awesome, but he's looking out for his business, and himself first.
So,
alas, my future in porn... a no-go. Probably for the best though. I can't act
worth shit...
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