This story can end based on reputation and choices made.
summer of 1994
Nevada
Steve always dreamt of being in the movie business. After spending more than six years at one of the most prestigious theatre schools on the west coast he never thought he would be where he is now. A key grip. Moving equipment round film locations, not even important enough to be involved in meetings.
The last couple of months have been on the set of "from dusk till dawn" he didn't care about the movie much. He's tried out for auditions the thing is he's not got the face for the big screen. Average Joe features. Not ugly just no George Clooney. He would watch George from afar, he has far more charisma, confidence and sex appeal.
This was the third time he was moving "angles" today. It was too hot, his shirt drenched in sweat from the Nevada sun. He always hated outside shoots in extreme heat. Meanwhile there George is less than fifty metres away with two personal assistants holding fans. Whilst fixated in utter jealousy, the most exotic scent invaded his nostrils. This perfect woman walked past almost brushing against his sweaty forearm. She was dressed in a floral summer dress that flailed in the slight breeze. Her skin was the most perfect dark tan, her curves perfect and her hair went passed her mid back, dark and silky smooth.
Steve could feel his pants tighten, the swelling in his groin enough to be on display as always, the trouble of having an over nine inch cock. Even with such a massive birthright. His confidence was next to none. He was at this time only twenty four and only ever has had sex just the once. He hurt her, a tight young virgin, made her bleed and a trip to the hospital the next day was not ideal for his mental well being.
He thought of all the dirty thing he would love to do to her. Lifting up her dress, feeling that perfectly moulded ass..... how good her tight Latino pussy would feel around his shaft. He had to make for some space, a cigarette was ideal, no one in the smoking area, he could chill out and regain his composure.
The next minute the hottie was walking his way, tapping a pack of smokes eager to get one out the pack, he caught a vague smile in his direction. Steve had no idea where to look, he was so awkward, looking around, his eyes perverting on their own. Her scent was driving him wild, not knowing what to do he smeared his lit cigarette on the ashtray before heading back to his duties.
sometime later after shooting.
Steve still had such a sexual urge from a few hours earlier, he could not wait to get back to his room to sort himself out. The hotel for the crew was far less glamorous than the stars on set. No more than three stars, mould growing in the bathrooms, not ideal, a drink would sure help, a quick change of clothes and off to the bar he went, he preferred to be a loner. People just over complicated things.
The bar was dingy, no more than ten seats but was packed with the crew. Smelt like body odour and whiskey. in the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of that same floral white and blue dress, she was being harassed by Benny the fucking "ladies man" well that's what he likes to call himself. He was a big buff guy one of those gym freaks. Loved to go on about his protein shake diet and shit. The pretty lady was obviously not keen and looking somewhat distressed, she gives Steve a glance not at him in general but a look that says, anyone..... please....