Fantasy [Celeb] Anushka's training to Raashi Khanna

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She pointed a finger at Raashi, sharp.
"Listen. Three rules. One — you don't go there as a girl asking for a role. You go there as a woman giving them a night they'll talk about in the vanity van for a month. Two — the hero gets your mouth and your attention first, because he's the one you'll be standing next to in every shot. The producer gets the rest. You make the hero feel like the star and the producer feel like the owner. That's the whole game. Three—" she paused, drags her eyes down Raashi's body, unhurried, "—you arrive groomed like a temple and empty underneath. No panties. Bra, fine. Panties, no. Because the second that door closes, they will want to see what they bought, and you don't want to be fumbling with hooks while three men wait."
Raashi was nodding too fast, mouth parted, absorbing it like scripture.
Anushka stood up. The slip dress rode up her thighs. She lifts her dress and inserts her fingers into panty touching her cunt in front of the stunned Raashi. The manager is smiling lustily knowing what is happening. Anushka walked around the table, plants herself in front of Raashi, and grabs her chin — two fingers, tilting her face up.
"But theory is cheap, pori. Every cute girl has theory." She let go, stepped back, and folded her arms under her tits. "Stand up. Show me what you're carrying. And lose the kurti — I want to see if what's under there is worth putting in front of a hero."
She glanced at the manager, one eyebrow up.
"Anna, you sit and watch. This is between me and the student."
Raashi looked at her manager filled with extreme shyness. After all, on paper, he reported to her. She opened her mouth for the first time, "Is he needed in the room"
Anushka burst into laughter. "He is the star of today's game. Where can we find a dick, right now? And with him, you can't keep secrets anyway, then why the body?
Anushka didn't let the laugh die before she was already moving, already talking, already running the room.