The First Audition (The Private Diary of Lola Vixen) Book 1 by Sophia Norton Page B

problem, no matter how hot Beau was, it wasn’t my deal. I washed and conditioned my hair and shaved while thinking about what I should wear to the audition. I wanted to look sexy chic, alluring but not slutty. I had to wear exactly the right outfit. I knew I had to wear my stripper heels; they added sex appeal to every outfit. They had 4-inch heels, and were black leather.  They added height to my average 5’6 height and made my calves look slimmer as well. I knew I had two choices. I could wear a sexy dress or short skirt (like most girls were thinking) or I could go really sexy: trench coat, with a black bustier, lace panties with thigh-highs and suspenders. I was almost positive that no one else was going to show up prepared to audition for a bedroom scene and I was positive it would make me stand out. I thought about the $50 in my account and knew that my mind was made. I needed every little bonus point I could get when I showed up for the audition.

Chapter 2
     
    I drove Tikki’s car to the audition. Thank God she had GPS or I would have been lost. Los Angeles is a big place and I didn’t want to end up in Compton or something. Not unless there was a good party happening and I had a special invitation from Spike Lee.
     
    I was pleased to see that the building looked professional when I arrived. It seemed legit and that was all I could ask for. I walked in with my trench coat on and I saw about 5 other dolled up girls looking at me in smirks. I kept my smirk to myself- I had been correct that they would all be wearing slutty party dresses.
     
    “I’m here for the audition.” I walked up to a mousy lady who was sitting at a computer.
     
    “You are?” She looked me up and down and frowned. “You know they asked for people to dress sexy right?”
     
    “Yes.” I stared at her and looked her up and down. She was wearing an ugly plaid shirt, jeans and her hair was in a bun. She had no right to be looking at anyone with that type of look. “I know.” I turned my nose up at her. “My name’s Lola Vixen and I’ll be waiting for my turn to audition.” I walked over to a seat and sat down, crossing my legs and staring down the fake blond in front of me. She was wearing a red dress with flip-flops. Flip-flops? I laughed to myself. She had no chance.
     
    “Lola Vixen you’re up.” A handsome man with a buzz cut walked out with a board. ‘Lola Vixen?”
     
    “That’s me.” I jumped up in surprise. “That was quick.”
     
    He glanced at me and looked back at his clipboard. “Yeah. Come this way.”
     
    “I take it your not John?” I asked him as I followed him.
     
    “No I’m Pete.” He looked back at me in surprise. “How did you know?”
     
    “You don’t look or sound like a biker.”
     
    Pete laughed. “You’re pretty astute.” He studied my face. “Pretty too.”
     
    “I’m sexy under the coat.” I laughed as I saw him look at my attire.
     
    “Okay, just checking.” He opened a door. “Let’s go through here.”
     
    “Okay.” I followed him into a large office. There were two large cameras and two other men in the room sitting at a table. They looked up at me for a second, looked at Pete and shook their head.
     
    “Uhm, I’m afraid the audition is over.” Pete gave me an apologetic look.
     
    “Wait what?” I frowned. Then I pulled off my coat and let it slip to the floor before clearing my throat. “Excuse me,” I said loudly. “Is the audition still over already?”
     
    The two men glanced back up and me and I saw broad smiles cross their face as they surveyed my sexy body. I knew I looked hot. Who could resist a hot girl in black lingerie?
     
    One of the men jumped up and walked towards me. He looked like Burt Reynolds with dark hair, dark eyes and a moustache. He looked like he was a rough type and I knew immediately he was John.
     
    “John right?” I walked over to him and shook his hand.
     
    “Yes.” He looked at me in surprise, his deep voice once