Porn Audition

"First," Frank said, standing up, "Take your clothes off. We need to see what we're working with." The room grew hotter, the air thick with the unspoken understanding that she'd crossed a line, and there was no turning back. With a deep breath, she unbuttoned her blouse, her hands shaking like leaves in the wind. The camera clicked to life, and she felt a million eyes on her, stripping away her dignity with every article of clothing that fell to the floor. But she told herself it was just a job, a means to an end. And she had rent to pay.