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begin to let go of her stress, destroy the old lies and beliefs that were causing her harm, and permit herself to play. It helps me because it gives me the chance to let go of everyday stress and play as well. It is truly a mutually rewarding relationship.”
    “Normal people have a drink and then watch TV or work out to get rid of stress. Why can’t you just do that?”
    “Because I chose a different way to alleviate my life’s pressures. It might not be considered a social norm, but it works well for me. Stan, let me ask you this question… Would you be as judgmental if I were gay? Or into hard-core BDSM? Or had a foot fetish? You might not be comfortable with different lifestyle choices, but you accept them, right?”
    “This is different. You are forcing Camille to do something that she knows nothing about.”
    “I am forcing nothing, and neither is Arthur. Every time Camille lands a new role, she is faced with the same conflict. She has to learn about who and what she is representing and rarely do these characters complement the real person inside of her. This role, however, is all about who she is inside. But, nonetheless, you are right. She is an adult and this is her decision. But know that I am serious when I say I will not have her come into this unless she is certain. This lifestyle is important to me and the benefits are tremendous. I honestly think it will help her become who she is supposed to be.”
    “I will think about it. I still need to see the script.” Stan held his hand out.
    “About that, Stan…” Arthur began, handing over the sealed folder.
    Stan opened the seal and began to leaf through the pages. His only response was a raised brow.

Chapter Three
     
     
    Camille glared angrily at Stan, holding the ‘script’ in her hand. “Are you kidding me? It’s blank ! You knew this all along, you jerk. Did you and Arthur have a good laugh over your dinner with this? He told me that the script would be altered after the coaching period, not actually be written !”
    “Now, now, hot shot, watch that little temper,” Stan chuckled, taking a gulp of coffee. “Haven’t I always taken care of you? Got you great roles… made sure your greedy mother didn’t touch your money? I’ve never led you in the wrong direction, nor do I intend to. This has the potential to make you big, baby, and I intend to go all the way with you until one of us retires.”
    “Don’t you get it? I’m not an improv artist! Improv of any form is the most uncomfortable and awkward thing for me to do in general, and you want to add to my discomfort by putting me alone, and in the middle of nowhere, with Erik Renault? He’s almost twice my age, and…”
    “And the best in improvisation you can find. I think this opportunity will provide the type of acting lessons like you’ve never had before. Crenshaw is willing to dish out a fortune to make this piece and he wants you. Don’t blow this chance, Cam. You may not get another like it. Not the way…”
    “… I look. Yeah, I get it. I’m fucking ugly,” Camille said bitterly.
    “I wasn’t going to say that. I was going to say you might not get another chance like this because Crenshaw says this is his last formal film. Listen, I talked with Erik and he thinks…”
    “So that arrogant prick was there too? I will not have anyone deciding my future for me anymore, Stan! Not you, not Crenshaw, and certainly not Erik Renault!”
    “Why are you so angry?”
    “Because this is my life that the three of you are discussing.” Tears threatened to spill. “I am an adult now and should be allowed to have some input.”
    “You do. Ultimately, this is up to you. If I feel I need to veto it…”
    “That’s my point, Stan. While I respect your input and opinion regarding my career choices, I am nineteen and an adult. I need to be allowed to decide things for myself.”
    “Have I ever done anything for you not to trust me?”
    “No, but we also both know that this is