1. A funny thing happened.. pt 2


    Date: 7/16/2016, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Blowjob, Erotica, Male/Teen Female, Author: Cynthiia23, Rating: 25, Source: sexstories.com

    couple of times. He can't take the notes; in the end, I'm kind of pissed, because the scene didn't go that well, and I'm thinking, this asshole just fucked my chances to go in for Law and Order, right? "Sounds like it." "Anyway, I'm sitting there wondering what's his problem, and we get to the Q & A at the end. Asshole's hand shoots up: why didn't he get to read a scene with a girl; why is he always getting guy-guy scenes in these workshops? It's totally inappropriate question: personal, argumentative, taking time away from the group, all that. But the casting guy is a pro, and he starts to explain what I've known for years. He points to us (me and asshole) and says that we're character actors: we're going to play bad guys and authority figures and dads and, you know, basically everybody except the pretty sexy people. He spins it like it's a great thing; with the exception of a show like Friends or, I don't know, Vampire Diaries or something, most shows need like five character regulars or recurrings for every one or two leads. Character actors work forever; pretty much everybody is character over 35, the usual stuff. Asshole isn't happy, but he's listening. Then the guy tells this story how in the old days casting directors used to talk about an actor's "fuckability." Just a television thing: to what extent would a male or female viewer respond sexually to a given performer? Guys like us—me and Asshole—were generally considered to have "negative fuckability." Well, shit; ...
    "funny?" That's the word Sim had used to describe this story, but I was one long-ass way from laughing. I said nothing, and Sim was quiet for a few moments. Then: "It just so happened that a lot of the actors at that particular workshop were young, pretty people: wanna-be leads. A lot of them started laughing. Asshole was furious; he looked like he wanted to deck somebody. I...understood what the guy was saying. I knew most of it. Hell, I'd been living it for the past, what, twenty-five years? Virtually all of my on-camera work has been small shit: janitors, hotel managers, the occasional cop, middle management buffoons. I took the jobs, cashed the checks, and had my real fun in the theatre. The guy wasn't being personal, and he wasn't referring to anything other than casting tendencies on television. I mean Dennis Franz on NYPD Blue was...never mind; before your time. But the phrase..." he gave a small smile, but he didn't look happy. "Negative fuckability...it, uh...kind of stuck with me. I mean it was really stupid. I'd had sex; I'd had girlfriends. It wasn't personal. It wasn't even real; it was television for fuck sake. But I'm ashamed to say it took me a little while to...I don't know...get out from under it. I booked George something like a week later, and I guess I hadn't quite...whatever, when Holly asked Jack to ask me...anyway...Holy shit, I have been talking for a long old time. I think I'm higher than I thought I was..." He was covering, closing off whatever had ...
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