Misc. Erotica The Strange and Beautiful Sorrows of Sathya Krishnan

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Finished counting the notes, “it has five thousand rupees, Sir” my mom said looking at the producer.  “Five thousand is too less for this beauty,” the hero said, placing his hands on my sister’s waist and looking into my sister’s eyes.  “It's just the advance, Hero sir,” the director said.  “Mrs. Sathya, how much remuneration are you expecting?” the producer asked my mom, and the Hero let my sister go and my sister went and sat next to my mom.  “Sir, quite frankly I don’t know how much the heroines get paid.  In fact I don’t know much about the film industry,” my mom said.  “Mrs. Sathya, the top heroines make close to 1 Lakh for a movie, which includes for the photoshoot and promotion,” as the producer was talking to my mom, “why hasn’t our Cameraman Sir arrived yet?” the director asked.  “Director Sir, he should be here soon with his camera,” the producer said.  “Got to finish the photoshoot and send the ladies home, we can’t make them stay with us the whole night,” the director said.  “Director Sir, Cameraman Sir will be coming now, let Producer Sir discuss the important stuff “the money” to Sathya,” the Hero said and winked at my mom and my mom started smiling.  “Mrs. Sathya, the top heroines make close to 1 Lakh for a movie, which includes for the photoshoot and promotion.  I know your daughter is beautiful and sexy, and will make name, fame, and money for herself in the industry, but as far as this movie is concerned, she is just a newbie and we can’t pay her as much as we pay the top heroines,” as the producer was saying, the Hero was looking at my sister’s lips and was ogling at her, looking at her waist in her saree, and was looking at her boobs over her saree.  As my sister caught him looking at her boobs over her saree, he was signalling my sister to move her pallu aside and show her boobs in her blouse.  My sister was blushing and nodding no.