Darren Johnson (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=122989.msg5547198#msg5547198) pulled the jazzed Camaro into the parking and checked the address on the piece of paper again. He was right, this was the parking lot of<em>Temptation Studios</em>, alright.<br/><br/>For a moment, he settled back into the red leather seat and twisted the piece of scrap paper between his fingers. He still could get out of this but... no. He was here, and he was ready to follow his decision. Even though it maybe was more of a crazy idea than a real decision, but he didn't have much to loose anyways.<br/><br/>Not in a lifetime, Darren had thought, he'd become a sex actor. Sure, he liked sex, and was confident about his body (which wasn't difficult), but exposing himself like that was a crazy idea he and his friend Ryan had developed during their last club stint, rather late, when Darren had finally told Ryan about his financial problems. It wasn't easy to make ends meet when you're on a church community scholarship, and especially not if you loved a car that constantly needed spare parts. And when you get the offer then to take a few shots for a website titled "Straight Guy For The Gay Eye", and the return from that would help to keep you afloat for the rest of the month, the long term effects of that decision were easily forgotten. In Darren's case, however, they had then materialized in the form of a letter that informed him, in clear words, that his scholarship was going to be cancelled by the end of the semester, leaving Darren without the possibility to pay the tuition. And job markets were more deserted than a bus stop on a sunday afternoon now that the semester was in full swing, and already drawing towards the end.<br/><br/>Darren got out of his car, walking towards the entrance. The building was almost nondescript - another large company block. Nothing cheesy or run-down about it, Darren thought, clutching the envelope with the photos that had been taken of him. Ryan had given him a contact address, and a name, Isabelle St. Marie. Darren had sent a short application letter, filled out the form stating his physical appearance, and included a few of the required photos - his face, and a full body dressed one. He decided it might be better to keep the full nudes for the case that he was accepted. Which had happened - he had been asked to come for an audition.<br/><br/>And there he was, Darren thought, as a push sent the revolving door into action, and swirled Darren into the cavernous, air-conditioned foyer. Seating groups, a few poster prints of the contract girls.... weren't they all in various states of semi-undress, Darren could have thought he was in just another movie production center. That's it, a movie production, he told himself once again. The reception desk was deserted, so Darren headed for one of the seating groups positioned at the other end of the room.<br/><br/>A check of his watch told him he was just before the appointed hour. Time enough to still budge out of this... but no. Darren had committed to the idea by now, and didn't want to appear like some net bozo, who would apply for a porn actor's job, but then bail out before the job interview. He had nothing to hide - and besides, porn was a legit business by now. One of the merits of Temptation Studios, who had been featured in a few articles, and gone some lengths to take the cheesiness out of the business. Those were Darren's thoughts as he sat, waiting for Isabelle to show up.