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Wednesday.”                                                                       
    *****
    Charise sat in the attorney’s office with a fresh contract from Byron Blount straight off the presses.  She’d been granted the exclusive rights to her own ‘Oktapussy’ XXX movies.  She’d be paid a lot better than most of her coworkers.  And why not , she thought.  The few movies she’d made under Blount Object Productions were flying off the shelves.  She’d created an enormous fan base.  And she’d really jumped into the industry simply to stroke her own ego and to feed her insatiable sex habits.
    “So, what is it exactly that you’re asking for?”  Maurice Reynolds, Esq, asked.
    “I’m about to make a few movies.  I’ve got an exclusive contract and my sales are guaranteed.  By the time this contract is due to be renewed, I should be about $100,000 dollars richer, Mr. Reynolds.  I’m an adult movie star with a very large fan base.  I’m one of the few adult actresses who can leave men unconscious after having sex with them,” she said, rubbing her left hand up her exposed thigh.
    “What I need is a $75,000 dollar loan against the future earnings of my contract.  Could you hook that up for me?  I’ll pay you in cash and in quality time, if you’re up for that,” Charise said. 
    Mr. Reynolds gazed at Charise with blank eyes.  He tapped his fingers on his desk for a few seconds before speaking.
    “Ms. Gables, you have no identification.  You have no proof that you are who you say you are.  But you do have an authenticated, verifiable contract.  I could get you a loan against your contract, but you’ll have to give me something stable to ensure that you won’t simply disappear once I pull a few strings.  Get me a commitment from Mr. Blount for at least 80% of this contract and I’ll cut through all the red tape.  My fee will be $15,000 dollars, due to the unorthodox nature of this transaction, which will come off the top of your loan amount,” he said.
    “I don’t think that will be a problem, Mr. Reynolds.  But agree to allowing me to get Mr. Blount to guarantee 80% of the loan amount, not the contract amount, and we’ve got a deal,” ‘Charise’ said.                                                                      
    *****
    There was something about the game Beatrice had chosen to play as a way of life.  Anticipating a trick’s next move.  Playing on people’s sexual desires.  Allowing others to build trust in her so as to smash through their guards.  Lots of sex and cashing out.  Beatrice enjoyed what she did with a passion.  She burned bridges quicker than a crack addict with a full blown case of ‘get-high-or-die-tryin’!
    She leaned back in the first class seat of the passenger plane, opened a Vogue magazine, and smiled to herself.
    I’m so selfish , she thought with a smirk.
    “You’re so smart.  Won’t you settle down.  Have a baby,” she’d been told by an associate.
    “I’d NEVER get pregnant, unless I was in love.  And I’ve NEVER been in love,” she’d replied.
    Beatrice wasn’t about being locked down, broke, or dominated.  She was a free spirit.  A female renegade who enjoyed reveling in the fruits of her ill-gotten labor.  But deep down inside, she actually entertained the thought of settling down, being in love, and having a beautiful little baby.  But such thoughts were VERY deep down inside of Ms. Beatrice Miller.
    Mr. Reynolds had been the third of five lawyers ‘Charise’ had gotten to acquire a loan, backed by the same contract.  She’d only had to sleep with three of them.  Mr. Blount had placed his name on the line for her.  But she didn’t think twice about it.  This is what she did.  And she was damned good at it.
    Long before anyone had heard of an ‘Adele’, at 23 years of