A star is born.

I am Amanda, I am 25yo, single (by choice) and employed as a Financial Analyst in an Accounting firm where I have worked for 3 years. My Manager is Peter Mathews and he is, to put it bluntly, a total sleaze. I have lost count of the number of times I have caught him peeving at me and making sexist remarks. I have thought about resigning but I enjoy most of my work and it affords me a decent, but not fantastic, wage. But last year my expenses began to outstrip my salary. I tried resisting asking for a raise as I could see the company was struggling a bit. I thought if I asked I would be let go and be in a bad situation.

Finally I couldn’t wait any longer. I would ask for a minor pay rise and perhaps that was possible. I went to see Peter. “Oh hello Amanda. How are things” he said leering at me. I explained my situation and he listened intently. “I see” he said “well you know as well as me that the company is barely breaking even. In fact I have joined with a friend of mine and formed a small video business which is doing very well”. “You sell videos?” I asked. “No my dear, we MAKE videos” he replied “special videos for a *********** clientele. Videos they can’t buy in a store”. I understood immediately. He was making porn. I wasn’t surprised. It was something I would have expected of him. “In fact, Amanda, you might like to star in one” he said “it would pay very well. Solve your money worries in one hit”.

“I don’t think so thank you very much. I have a fair idea what these videos are and who they are for” I said. “Well you think about it my dear” he said still leering “the offer is there until the end of the week”. I left his office feeling sick. I had my credit card bill sitting on my kitchen bench that had to be paid but starring in some sleazy video was out of the question. I went home that night worrying about that credit card bill. I didn’t just want to pay the minimum and have to pay 20% interest on the remainder. I picked up the mail and went inside. I looked at the envelopes and my heart sank. I opened each one. An electricity bill and my car registration. I sat and cried. I knew what the answer was and I cried more. I could not even eat I was so distressed.

The next day I walked into Peter’s office and told him I was interested but I had to know more. “Fine” he said “after work I will take you to meet my partner and we will explain everything”. He was smiling as I turned to leave. The bastard knew he had me over a barrel. Just what was he going to make me do? What sort of grotty video was I to star in? I stayed at my desk as the other staff left. Peter came up and said “let’s go honey”. I swear he was licking his lips. We drove to an industrial area on the edge of town. There was no-one around. He parked outside one and we got out and he opened the door. “This is my partner Tony” he said “Tony, this the woman I told you about last night”.