Closed doors, and dim rooms, Noelle let the towel fall on the ground as Blake stepped forward. Like the same deed, he tucked in her hair behind her ears, held her bare back, and kissed her lips. There was a nearby table, in which Blake planned to let Noelle squirt.
She responded ardently. No refusal will do the work.
He voyage his fingertips down to her butt crack, the same journey he has earlier.
Noelle's body got stiff. It's all tensed up, like the only thing it knows was Blake's touch. She never done dates, but has gone to the murkiest void of lust. Noelle gripped his polo, balancing her posture. If Blake wouldn't allow that, Noelle's knees will weaken.
Blake continued, whirling his tongue inside her mouth. For the first time, Noelle moaned.
That's when her mentor stopped, splitting their lips. He scolded, "You have to be mindful of this rule. It's the biggest of them all, Noelle."
Her eyes glistened, staring at Blake's lips, ravenous about his hot kisses.
"What is it?" she mumbled.
"Don't moan with a kiss," Blake identified. Noelle let go of his waist.
"How can you do it? Isn't kissing the source of moaning?" Noelle objected.
Blake shook his head, reached out for the night lamp, and hitched the string open. Noelle retrieved the towel and covered her naked body once again. She got disgruntled about the disruption. How can Blake leave her hanging when she only did a mistake?
"You will do everything in front of the panel, Noelle. Do you think you'll succeed with just a simple kiss and you moan that fast? You are truly a virgin. You don't know these things, am I right?" He sounded exasperated. Is he getting mad that Noelle didn't let men touch her pussy?
"Is being a virgin an exemption here? Does the signboard of A&E didn't allow those virgins to come and be a porn star?" Noelle got peeved. She won't be accepting that aggravated remark against her identity. It was both an insult and praise, making her doubt what she was goaded to do.
"I'm not saying that, Noelle. I just want you to do the best."
"Tell me what's best on being a porn star, Blake. Tell me how you live your life full of lust, of cravings to human warmth, of greediness to earn money." Noelle was forced to indict those words without hesitation.
"I need to teach you how the market goes. We have to repeat these kisses until you perfect it." Blake turned off the lamp, approaching Noelle, and kissing her once again.
…
Noelle waited for Blake at the lobby. In the process, she saw several staff walking past by.
Noelle crossed her legs, watching the people walked past by.
She gazed at the elevator where they came out earlier, and it was occupied. A lot of porn stars have done with their shifts. Sex is good when the sun sets down.
Still, she's coming out of the premises being a virgin.
As Noelle peeked at the screen of her cell phone, a wondrous music flourished at the speakers. Peeking up at the massive screen plastered at the information board, Noelle read the header.
'TOP RANKINGS OF A&E's MALE PORN STARS for DECEMBER 2022'
1: Mason Parker
2: Clark Wilson
3: Blake Villano
4: Austin Blain
5: Damon Rodriguez
Noelle's eyes broadened after seeing Blake's name. His picture was lined up with the four other porn stars, too. Noelle covered her mouth in surprise. His mentor was no doubt: a popular porn star gaining million followers and viewers in A&E site.
"How many times did he have sex with another woman?" Noelle inquired.
"Multiple times, more than what you can count." Someone's voice startled her. It made Blake laugh. Noelle held her chest, turning to Blake, who is the top 3 star of A&E porn stars. A decent respect was what he needed.
"Before you reach that ranking, how many times you got scolded upon moaning while kissing?" Noelle blurted out. It cracked up Blake, finding her question absurd.
"Of course, a lot more times than what you expected. They wanted an actor or an actress getting wet easily but doesn't like someone moaning underneath a simple kiss. The only way to perfection is to practice. I experienced A LOT, Noelle."
She shouldn't show a face of disgust. It was downright rude if she did so.
"I can't believe I'm sitting in the same bench with a top popular actor. This is insane, Blake."
Blake turned to the board where his name is published.
"Do you know how much I earn in one month?"
That's the biggest question.
"Two million pesos in one month by having sex with various women, an income I won't be getting with any other job."
A sadness rose in his tone. Depicting the devastating story of Blake and how he ended up here, must be his darkest one. He lives alone, too. His parents must be unavailable, too.
"Now that my ranking has rose, I expect a rise in salary, too."
Now, he sounded happy. Did he restrict himself from going out of the box?
"I should train hard to reach you, Blake."
Blake suppressed a smile, nodding. "You should, so that I won't have to pay for your bills."
Both of them laughed.
…
"You have one hour to visit your mother, Ms. Iris," the nurse's eyes look from head to toe.
She's wearing the dress Blake lent. It's not her style to wear dresses.
"Thank you." Noelle bowed her head down. She walked straight inside her mother's room.
Fortunately, she was transferred at a private ward. Her condition is getting stable.
Noelle sat down with one stool available. Tears came instantly.
Reaching out for her hand, she embraced the silence of her closed battles, and the barricades limiting her to be better. Noelle cried, leaning her cheek at the back of her mother's icy hands, and smiled joyfully.
"I met a man, Mom," Noelle began while sobbing.
She clasped their hands together, continuing, "He's gentleman, a man with grace and respect. He's full of surprises. And I never thought I'll be able to sleep in his room, just because I was wasted drunk."
Noelle knew her mother couldn't hear it. How can she so? She's disabled. Her lungs are disabled, still recovering from the loss of oxygen. Noelle fidgeted with her fingers.
"He paid your bill. I was fired that day and the hospital wanted me to pay the balance I have.
I don't have any money left in my bank account due to you, Mom. But that was fine, at least…"
A guardian angel sent her a man who will help her wholeheartedly.
"Someone granted me a start again. I don't know how I should pay him back. But then, he offered me a job, Mom. I don't want to say what kind of job, but I can sustain your bills now without receiving help from him."
Noelle kissed the back of her hand.
"I'm sorry if this is the only job I can do to sustain your health and life, Mom."
If she started, the guilt will broaden.
"I can't refuse. It's rather die of guilt than to die of hunger."