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With Brad Foote arrested, my work as a government paid prostitute was done. I wouldn't have to testify; Brandon Green claimed that the tape and Mrs. Thurman was all they needed.

They didn't prosecute her. Agent Green decided she was a victim, too. The law firm settled with her for millions of dollars. She retired.

Over the next year, Brandon Green called me on four other cases. In the interim. I was very discerning in my clientele. They had to be wealthy and I started charging more. I no longer did anal or two guys at the same time.

I was starting to think: how long could I actually be a working girl? I was on the government's payroll, and lived comfortably in New York.

Those cases were similar. Here's one which was typical:

"Beaver, we have another sleaze bag out in California. Interested?"

"Sure." I'd be doing what I'd been doing, getting paid better, and there was no chance of getting busted by the cops, was there?

Nina Weegar explained: "Years ago there were a series of beach and surfer movies that were very popular. There's a small film studio out there which is trying to revive the genre."

"I remember seeing a few of those on a classic movie channel. They seemed innocent."

"They were. These aren't. The head of the studio claims that the movie will be filmed on location in France where topless bathing is common."

"So, the girls need to show this disgusting jerk their titties?" I said.

"Yes, and then one thing leads to another," Brayden Tyler added.

"But Violet," Nina said, "here's the other thing. There is no film; there will never be a film. The studio head, Lewis Faulk, has no plans for a film."

"Geez, between California and Nevada, there must be a few hundred strip clubs where a guy could look at titties."

"Yes, but in those strip clubs, there is a no touchy policy. We know that some of the dancers in those clubs engage in your line of work but . . ."

"Yeah, and we're expensive."

"Right and those eighteen and nineteen-year-olds aren't. They're free and some are so innocent."

"There's more, but we need you to confirm that."

Los Angeles was an eye-opener for me. The number of beautiful girls and women was almost beyond comprehension. Gorgeous women seem to flock to a place like Venice Beach. I made money because blonde and tall stood out in New York. Every girl in California seemed to be blonde and tall. Of course, there were only a few of them that did what I did for a living.

This studio advertised in one of the trade papers for young actors and actresses. They'd been advertising for over a year which apparently was common. I didn't know anything about the acting business except what I saw on TV and in theatres. As I told Brandon, every girl who did what I did was a great actress.

I mean, I'd perfected lines like, ‘ooooh, ooooh, ooooh, no one's ever made me cum like that.'

Or

‘Keep fucking me, your cock is so big. I want it again and again.'

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