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and stared back at him pleasantly, saying nothing. After several long, agonizing minutes he spoke.
    “It was not what I was expecting.”
    Brie swallowed hard, shocked by his reaction, but she kept her composure. “What was your expectation?”
    “I had hoped for a more in-depth exposé of your training experience. That girl, Mary—you hardly touched on her issues and you left the end nebulous concerning her future. You also concentrated more on Lea’s humor than her personal struggles. The only person I feel I know after watching your film is you, which is not bad…however, you have other personalities in the film who were not tapped into.”
    She took a deep breath before replying. “You are correct. I did not dig deeply into their personal lives. I didn’t want to infringe on their privacy, especially with Mary, who has painful issues in her past.”
    “It is those issues that will make this film interesting. We need to know their pain and discomfort, just as you shared some of yours.”
    “I doubt they’d want to expose themselves like that, Mr. Holloway. Their willingness to publicly identify themselves as submissives was courageous enough. I am prepared to risk full exposure, but I do not expect the same from my friends.”
    “Well, you do not have a noteworthy film without it. You need more footage, individual interviews in which you delve into the darker aspects of their journeys. In fact, I would wager even you have held back some of your more difficult trials.”
    Brie nodded. “You are correct again. I consciously made the decision not to burden the viewer.”
    “Then it is not really a documentary, is it? It is a piece of well-packaged fluff. I expected a documentary, and that I did not get.”
    Brie took a deep breath and exhaled silently before speaking, grateful for Tono’s breathing lessons at a time like this. “I thank you for your time, Mr. Holloway.” She got up to leave, completely devastated but hiding it under a pleasant smile.
    He motioned her back to the chair. “I want my documentary, Miss Bennett. Go back to Ms. Taylor and Miss Wilson and get their real stories. Go to the Training Center and video some of the scenes you allude to. I would also like to see interviews with the trainers. This film has potential, but not as it is now.”
    “I am fairly certain I will not get the consent of both submissives. I had a hard enough time getting what little I did get from the one.”
    “Miss Wilson?”
    “Yes,” she answered.
    “It is her story that will sell the film. I don’t care what you have to do, it is imperative you get her to agree.”
    “We did not end on good terms, Mr. Holloway.”
    He smiled wolfishly. “All the better.”
    “And if I cannot get her consent?”
    He sat back slowly in his chair. “Then you don’t have a film, in my opinion.”
    Brie’s heart dropped. There was no way Mary would agree—not the Blonde Nemesis. “I will see what I can do. How soon do you want the completed film?”
    “In a month.”
    She shook her head to clear it. A month was not a reasonable amount of time for all he wanted her to add to the documentary. However, this man was her best chance and she wasn’t about to question him on it. “Shall we set up a meeting for in a month, then?”
    He gave her a look of approval. “Had you made any excuses, I would have turned down the project. You may see my assistant on the way out to schedule our next meeting.” The imposing man stood up and handed back the DVD. “I expect great things from you, Miss Bennett.”
    She took it with a feeling of disappointment, sad that her little film had failed to impress him. What will Sir say?
    She nodded to the respected producer and headed for the door.
    “I like your sense of humor, Miss Bennett. Do not lose that in the remake. You’ll need the balance.”
    She turned around and smiled. “Thank you, Mr. Holloway. I find humor makes everything easier to digest.”
    Brie walked out of the building