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her wrists and made her think of having her
hands tied in one of the scenes from her movies. She had done that more than
once. Never in real life though.
     
    Gia scrolled through text messages and saw that Don had added nothing to
his brief apology. She tapped through social media not finding what had
prompted the notice. Then, she saw a red dot on the thread from Jack. She felt
like she should have known that was who it would have been. Her fiancé had left
her buzzing and alone. Now she was standing in her apartment by an open window
in nothing but a thong and heels and she had messaged a drooling fan to
proposition him. But proposition him for what exactly?
     
    Gia let her bra fall from her wrists to the floor.
     
    She tapped the screen and realized she was excited to read Jack’s
response. She whispered, “What’s wrong with me?”
     
    Her empty apartment had no answer for her.
     
    Jack’s message read: “What did you have in mind?”
     
    She shook her head leaning over her vanity staring down past her hard
nipples at her phone. “Congratulations, Gina from Dark Orchard, Kentucky, you
have managed to make your stalker fanboy seem like the sane one. Unlock the ‘all
new low’ level.”
     
    She lifted her fingers into the air above the screen and they danced just
above the little grey letters on the virtual keyboard. It was as if her fingers
desired to type something. She knew she was going to answer one way or the
other, but she was afraid to discover what, so she left her fingers in the air
away from the letters for a moment longer.
     
    She asked herself the question to see if she had answer. “What do you
have in mind, Gia?”
     
     
    ***

Chapter 3:
     
    Bad Day on the Slut Set
     
     
    “Reset,” the assistant director growled. “It looks like we are filming a
tampon commercial in the sun. Fix the lighting like I told you.”
     
    Gia could see the crew ready to tear into the man like a pack of zombies.
This seemed to be how second unit was going and unfortunately more of her scenes
were getting shot second unit. If she had any doubts about how far down the
cast list she was, having her calls end up on second unit drove that home.
     
    As she watched the exchange, someone from make-up came by and sprayed her
with a film of gel that made her look sweaty. She wasn’t sure why her real
sweat wasn’t doing the trick, but now she felt sticky and gooey.
     
    “We are outside in the sun, sir.”
     
    Now it was the A.D. that looked like he was ready to tear into someone.
“You can use reflectors to change the quality of the light to give me what I
need for the scene. You know. Like the way you are supposed to do … for your
job.”
     
    “Reflectors will add light. We are using natural light. If you want it
darker, we need to be inside or wait for the sun to start going down or filter
it in editing.”
     
    “Everyone break for a few minutes while I explain to the crew what I need
and why they need to give it to me.”
     
    Others hollered back the order for a break even though everyone had
already been fully focused on the unprofessional behavior and heard it. Gia was
pretty sure taking this project was a mistake. It was probably a coin flip
whether she was getting paid for this either and she was taking the film
because she needed to get paid. It was definitely a step down even if her
popular horror work was considered a step up by some standard. Big budget
pictures were not knocking down her door, so she could keep pretending to be a
rising star as she starved to death, if she wanted to.
     
    Gia moved off away from the set and sat down in the open door of a
cabinet that was rebuilt to look like an outhouse for another setup earlier in
the day. It had the crescent moon cut into the door and the amusement park
weathering on the boards around the sides. She wasn’t sure how it looked on
camera, but it looked cheesy as hell in real life.
     
    The movie had the working title of Southern Sluts vs.