"If I don't accept this thod of treatnt, what consequences might I face?"
Corrine asked cautiously.
Dirk thought for a mont and said, "Honestly, speaking of consequences, they won't be too severe, just like your current situation, but over ti, not only physiologically, but psychologically as well, you'll be affected to so extent. I once had a patient like that, and over ti, it led to her ridians becoming blocked."
Corrine nodded and didn't speak anymore.
"Miss Quance, can you tell , clearly you have desires and needs, so why do you repress them so much? The love between n and won is only human nature, the cycle of yin and yang is a natural principle. Are you afraid of sothing?"
Corrine had a look of wanting to speak but hesitating.
She bit her lip, hesitated for a long ti.
She said, "I'll tell you, but you can't tell anyone else, okay?"
"Alright, I won't say a word."
Dirk nodded in agreent.
Corrine sighed and said, "It all started when I was nineteen..."
The year I was nineteen.
While studying at the film academy, Corrine was picked by a crew to play the fourth female lead.
Even though it was a seemingly insignificant role, it was recognized by the audience. From then on, the na Corrine Quance officially entered the public's view.
With a love for the acting profession in her heart.
Corrine was full of beautiful visions for the future.
That sa year, she was signed by a top performing arts agency, officially becoming one of their artists.
Having such great resources was fortunate for soone as young as her.
But she didn't expect that the entertainnt industry wasn't as simple as she imagined, and it was from then that her nightmare began.
Not long after she signed.
A well-known producer approached her.
Showed her a really good script.
And hinted that as long as she was willing, she could play the female lead in this drama.
At the ti, Corrine was still quite innocent.
She readily accepted the "invitation".
That night, the producer, under the pretense of a screen test, took her into a hotel room.
The following scenes.
In the entertainnt industry, it's called an unwritten rule.
The producer made a move on her, asking her to "serve" him as paynt for being selected as the lead actress.
Corrine didn't want to and resisted physically.
But the prey had fallen into the predator's trap, escape was impossible.
With the producer's forceful demands, Corrine lost herself.
She originally thought it was the first and last ti.
But unexpectedly, one compromise led to repeated humiliation.
After serving the producer, there was the director, and the financiers, even the distributors. Back then, she wasn't a particularly famous actress, feeling like a toy played with and controlled by these people, even becoming a gift to entertain guests.
She had considered calling the police.
But she knew that once it got blown up, her acting career would truly be over, not to ntion she might have to pay a huge penalty for breach of contract, money she simply couldn't afford.
At this point in the story.
Tears stread down Corrine's face.
Choking up, she said, "I rember most clearly, when I was in that period of my twenties, the historical drama that beca explosively popular. To secure that role, in one month I had no nights off except for those days, in the fans' eyes I was a pure jade girl, but only I knew that I was beyond filthy..."
Seeing her like this, Dirk handed her a tissue.
Corrine's boom in popularity finally gave her the leverage to break free from the shackles.
After saving enough money.
She resolutely broke her contract with the previous performing arts company, a move that made quite a stir in the entertainnt circle back then, with various opinions circulating, but most of them criticized Corrine for being ungrateful, abandoning the company as soon as her wings were strong enough.
With the powerful performing arts company controlling public opinion, they even severed all her contacts and resources.
For over a year.
Corrine couldn't escape the endless criticism.
Nor did she receive any job offers.
Later.
She never signed with any agency again.
Instead, she navigated the industry as an independent artist.
Last year, a small-budget movie approached her, the director wasn't well-known, and the pay was minimal, but Corrine still accepted.
Unexpectedly, the movie triggered a box office boom, with an under five million investnt, it grossed a billion.
Corrine once again rose to fa, with offers pouring in, becoming one of the hottest starlets.
When Corrine finished her story.
Her tears were already streaming down relentlessly.
Dirk, listening to her, was filled with sighs and regret.
It seems the darkness of the entertainnt industry is really no less than that of the political or comrcial world.
"I'm a normal woman, I surely recognize my desires, but throughout this journey, I haven't t a good man, as if every man sees won as toys, all they want is my body, except... except you..."
At this point.
Corrine lifted her head, looking earnestly at Dirk.
"Miss Quance..."
Dirk wanted to say sothing but was interrupted by Corrine.
"Dirk, listen to . I was already disappointed in life, thinking I'd never et a man who moved my heart again, but Heaven showed grace. In Stillwater County, I t you, so smart and brave, embodying all my beautiful fantasies of a man."
After saying these words.
Corrine slowly got up.
Pulling Dirk over to a nearby sofa, she sat him down.
"Miss Quance, I..."
Dirk spoke, but was interrupted once again by Corrine.
She extended a finger to her lips: "Shh, Dirk, I'm asking, do you find dirty?"
"Miss Quance, you're overthinking. How could I find you dirty?"
This response made Corrine smile sweetly.
She said, "Didn't you say I need The Rite of Solar Reaping? Will you give your essence?"
"This..."
"You're unwilling?"
"It's not that, treating you isn't because I..."
He was interrupted for the third ti.
But this ti, it wasn't due to Corrine's words.
It was because she stood, spreading her legs, and sat on Dirk's lap directly.
She tugged on her loose strap, and a large, white breast popped out.
Corrine cupped it with one hand, asking, "Is it nice? Tabloids say they're fake, but they're original, never had a cut."
"Uh, yes, they're nice."
Dirk swallowed, speaking.
The screen goddess, now appearing before him in such a wanton pose, the feeling was indescribable.
Corrine smiled seductively.
Directly stuffing the large breast into Dirk's mouth.
With a Heavenly Immortal in his arms, and warmth at his lips, even Emilia Hale couldn't resist.
The notion of not acting upon desire, whoever can't act upon it must be impotent.
Having just left Zoey Moss, Dirk was already filled with pent-up frustration, and now being teased like this, if there were no reaction, he'd hardly be a man.
His resolve fird.
He could no longer care.
Like a starving spirit, he hugged the plump bosom and started devouring.
The sensory stimulation quickly activated the switches in Corrine's body, her throat began to hum, her body trembled uncontrollably, the primal desires pent up in her heart pouring forth like a flood.
"Should we... go inside?"
At this mont, Corrine felt her entire body heat up.
She whispered in Dirk's ear.
Dirk picked her disheveled self up and carried her into the bedroom of the RV...
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