Thread: The indecent Challenge. {Skittish Butterfly, n' ForeverMischievous}

Genny stared back at him as defiantly as she could, playing to the crowd and the camera more than to the producer himself who seemed like such an arrogant and overbearing man her words couldn't possibly have any effect. She stood quietly, annoyed how he made her wait, his pompous airs irritating her until he finally started speaking. It sounded like half a compliment about her speech, but maybe condescending too. Then more of his annoying fussing while everyone waited. She wanted to look at her watch, to keep him from thinking she was hanging on his every word, but she found herself staring into his eyes, part of her trying to figure out what was going on behind them. She blinked. He was talking again. Pointing at her. For some reason the crowd around her stepped back ever so slightly, as if they didn't want to be targeted by his pointing finger as he accepted her challenge. Her challenge! Genny's mind raced in silent circles as she imagined the look on Daddy's face when the headlines would announce Governor's daughter convinces porn producer to quit. She would be the hero of the campaign, and on campus. There was a buzz in the crowd as he kept talking, and it was a buzz about her! But his words filtered through her premature excitement. He was looking straight at her. She blinked, speechless for a moment, her mind trying to catch up and piece together what he'd just said. A strong woman who wouldn't yield just because he said so, who couldn't be trained like some pet or farm animal? She saw the leer in his eye, recognized it, and suddenly understood he meant that she would have to suggest a woman who he would train and who wouldn't break, and he was looking at her! She shook her head ever so slightly once, staring back at him. No way, no. But the buzz around her was growing, and it was emerging in a spontaneous chant. Genny! Genny! Genny! Even the frat boys were joining in, possibly with more gusto than was appropriate. Yvonne looked almost gleeful as she stared right at her from next to the producer on stage. Genny's face was burning and her mind spinning, trying to figure a way out of the trap he'd set. There was no way she was letting him molest her for free. She cleared her throat and raised her hand to quiet the crowd. Mr. Larsen. She tried to hold his dark gaze as the room went silent. Erick. As the crowd clearly knows, I -- like every one of these wonderful educated women -- would never succumb to your predatory tricks. We understand psychology. We understand the rights of women. We understand our own power. You can't break us, and you couldn't break me. But I know you're just looking for some sleazy opportunity to put one of us -- me obviously -- through your little exploitation routine. What you're forgetting though... and she paused so it would be clear she was the one forcing him to back down, you're forgetting the challenge is for you to quit...QUIT... your pornographic filming, your so-called training and abusing young women. This isn't a freebie, Erick. When it was over you'd have to back to your day job, auto-repair or whatever it is. You don't want to mess with an educated woman Eric. She stood with her arms folded, again for the cameras, eyes only on him as the crowd took up the chant. Don't mess with an educated woman! Don't mess with...