Chapter 7: Red Cheeks

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Thursday. January 3rd. 2013.

A plastic gas mas attached to a purple bong covers my face. I light the weed in the bowl, smoke rises through the neck. I’m engulfed by smoke; it disperses from the corners of the mask. I blow out the smoke and take off the mask. My eyes scan around my messy bedroom. A tapestry of an almost nude man hangs on my wall. Dad would’ve hated that. I check my phone; a reminder is on the screen.

Today, I’m meeting Silas Night, a previous pornstar. I’ve been taking to him over text, getting to know every detail about his sexual desires. He’s an alpha with pale skin, a gelled mustache, and smooth hair that flowed down his muscular back. His voice was deep, but when he came it rose higher. A switch with a ruined asshole, but he prefers topping.

The evening came, I got off work and took a shower when I arrived home. I change from my dark crew neck and jeans to a black one-piece jumpsuit with a chain. This outfit was a ballsy move for me, as I got it from Forever 21 and it was for girls. I figured it would look good on me, and with some boots, jewelry, and a panda-print hat, it does. I left my room feeling sexy, appearing in front of Kendryck with a smile. “How do I look?”

Kendryck looks up from his video game and widen his eyes. “Where are you going?”

“A modeling shoot.” I walk towards the door and stop. “I got referred to this one from my last.”

“No way. You’re already getting more shoots? You deserve it.”

“I do deserve it. You’re looking at the next top model, babe.” I pop my shoulder.

Kendryck laughs. “I believe in you, Vehren.”

“Thanks.” I open the door. “I’ll be back.”

“Be careful.” Kendryck goes back to his game.

“I will try.” I close the door and take a deep breath before leaving the building.

It’s a thirty-minute drive to Detroit. Silas lived off the water on Jefferson in a big, blue apartment building with decks. Parking was a nightmare. Once I found a spot, I sat for moment to take in the sparkling water. Across the pond is Canada, I’ve been over there once when my mom was alive. My parents took us to the water park not
too far from the boarder. I love the water; my favorite was the tide pool cause it was like I was in the ocean.

My phone goes off. I told Silas I was here, he just told me to come inside. He lives on the fourth floor, luckily there’s an elevator. Room 402, right across from the elevator I exit. I knock on the door and wait patiently. When Silas opens, he leans against the ledge and creates a big smile.

“Hello, Vee. You’re more handsome in person.”

I couldn’t help but blush. “Thank you.” I grin. “So are you.”

“Pretty smile too.” He nods and steps back. “You’re very welcome to come in.” He touches my ass as I go inside. I sit on the leather sofa and press my thighs together. “Thanks for coming over.” He sits on the couch across from me. “It’s been a while since I’ve had a new partner. Jo will be here soon, he said he’s about five minutes away.” His leg crosses over the other. “How are you, Vee?”

“I’m excited.” I flash another smile. “I’ve never met an actual pornstar. I’ve seen your work and ... you’re really good.”

Silas’ smile is weak. “It’s not all glitz and glamor. That’s why I quit.”

I lower my head, softening my face. “Right.” I look up. “What made you leave?”

“I’m nearly forty-five now.” Silas chuckles. “Besides, the industry isn’t as great as it used to be. In the 90s, actors were treated like actors. People.” He plays with his jaw. “Now, we’re sex machines, expected to produce, produce, produce these really hardcore, gonzo scene without much care afterword.”

“Geez.” I rub my hands together.

Silas lifts his chin. “You’re eighteen, right?”

“Yup.”

“Gosh, you’re young. And you’re an omega too?”

My brow cocks. “I am, but I can’t get pregnant. Does that mean I’m still omega.”

“You experience heats still, don’t you?”

“I do.” I chuckle. “Can you tell?”

“The blush on your face gives it away.”

“Or I’m just really excited.” A knock sounds at the door. Silas gets up with a grin. “Is that Jo?” I ask.

“Should be.” Silas goes to the door. In comes Jo, a professional model who looks the part. He was Native American, judging by his dark skin, lusciously long, black hair, and high cheekbones. His body stood tall and bulky with pointed ears. That stare was sharp, his eyes are a piercing deep brown. After hugging Silas, he glares right at me.

“Hello, you must be Vee.” Jo said with a deep voice. He comes over to shake hands with me. “I’m Jo Valentine.” He sits next to me.

“It’s nice to meet you. Are you in porn as well?”

“Amature. I haven’t gone professional, and I don’t show my face.”

“Is there a reason why?”

Jo chuckles. “I’d like to pursue an acting career.” He looks at Silas. “Porn will ruin my chances of having a good one.”

“It will kill your chances with any career.” Silas shrugs. “But, if you’re successful enough, at least you have money.”

Jo glances back at me. “So, you want to be in porn?”

“It’s a thought.” I lower my eyes.

“You want to expose yourself to the world? Have your asshole spread all over the internet?”

I clench my thighs. “It doesn’t sound so bad.”

Silas deeply laughs. “You’re just like me when I was your age.”

“Is that when you started? Eighteen?”

“Twenty. I felt eighteen was too young. But, like you, I started off in photography.”

“I’ll be nineteen in March. I’m sure it’ll take a while for me to blow up.”

“Not really.” Jo shakes his head. “Once you’re in, you’re in.”

“I’m sure it won’t be fast for me.”

“Why not? You’re beautiful.” Jo scoots closer. “And coming from the photos Rodney posted, you’re super-hot during sex.”

I smile, tilting my head. “I enjoy sex.” I shrug. “Why not be paid for it?”

“The pay is good only when you break through.” Silas jumps in.

“I don’t know.” Jo tilts his. “Maybe you’ll make it.” He looks at Silas with a smile. “We’ll have to see.”

Silas grins. “I’ve already gone over the terms and conditions of today’s session with Vee. We should be good to go.”