Up close and personal: casting in the new office

We're in the new office for the casting session. Cameron Cruz sits beside me, my business partner and closest friend. Girls drift in and out—Romanian, Hungarian, some we know, others we don’t. One girl catches the eye above the rest. Zafira stands under the bright lights, her freshly done breasts rising inside her thin top. The fabric barely contains them, nipples pressing through. She turns slightly, letting us take in the curve and weight. I step closer, lift my hand, feel the fullness. She breathes in, the swell giving gently against my palm. Cameron watches, silent, already unfastening his belt. Zafira meets my gaze and arches her back just enough to offer more.