Chapter 3 job

POV: Joan Taylor. I swallowed painfully as I struggled to release myself from his grip. I pushed myself away and walked towards the door, I noticed was now locked. “You can’t go anywhere. You need to satisfy me, if you want your music recorded. I mean, this is the music industry, and what do you expect? In this industry, you use what you have to get what you want.” He said and I glared at him, still wincing at the pain I felt in my breasts. “I was told that this was a free session.” I said and he laughed. “Nobody does a studio session for free. Maybe James, but not me. I had seen your picture prior, and I saw that you are such a beautiful young woman. So I decided that since I was not going to get paid by you, and Jake insisted that I do it, since he was not in, I could get a little bit of action from you. You know, Sexual action. I know you are not a virgin, so stop playing righteous.” He said, his eyes closing, his words becoming very slurry. I watched him with disgust and I swore at myself for not listening to my intuition. “Is this how James works too?” I asked and he shook his head. “No, James is quite the charity doer. He does a lot of charities that puts him in financial Jeopardy. If you as a female do not have money for studio sessions the least you can do, is pay us with your body. Is that too much to ask?” He said and I felt anger rise in my throat. “Come here.” He said and staggered towards me. I kicked him in his dick and he went crashing on the floor. “Women are not some kind of tool created for your pleasure we Have emotions Never take advantage of a female musician ever again.” I said angrily, as I sat across him on the floor and punched his face hard. I hated sexual harassment, and what he had just done reminded me of my best friend in high school, Joe. I sighed as my anger seemed to dissipate after hitting him. I didn’t care about the fact that I might be served with a court summons for assault, and I didn’t care about my music career having a bit of dent. Bastards like him needed to be taught a lesson. I looked around for a camera, and I sighed in bliss, when I saw that there was a camcorder, set on top of the Microwave, hidden so well. I sighed again in anger as I discovered that this was this guy’s hobby: Luring young musician girls into believing that everything in the entertainment world was give and take and then he would blackmail them into giving him money with their recorded videos. I took the camcorder and stuffed it into my bag, and picked the keys from his pocket. He was still alive breathing, even though I wished I could erase him from the earth. Dicks like him do not deserve to live. I opened the room door, and I walked out to the receptionist. “Glibert is in need of medical attention.” I said and walked out. “What did you do to him?” She asked with widened eyes, and I glared at her. She was in on it too. Probably sharing from the loot of the blackmailed girls. “I only showed him that not all women are to be toyed with. Especially someone who has a black belt in Judo, and a very good boxer.” I said and walked out, while she ran into the room. I hurriedly boarded a taxi, and urged him to drive faster. I sighed in bliss as I arrived at my house. My phone started to ring and I saw Skyler's phone call. “Joan where are you?” She asked and I sighed. “Home, Skyler. You didn’t tell me that Jake had jerks over there as managers.” I said as I struggled out of my clothes, wanting to rid the stench of Cigarettes and his hands off of me, by getting a bath. “You’re safe, right?” She asked and I scoffed. “I am. I beat his ass to a pulp.” I said and Skyler breathed out in relief. “I’m so sorry, I forgot to mention that Gilbert would be there, and James didn’t mention that he wouldn’t be around. I’m glad that he didn’t force you, or anything and you’re safe.” She said and I nodded. “I am safe. But he isn’t. I beat him to unconsciousness. He grabbed my boob, hard and it still hurts.” I said and she scoffed. “That fucking asshole. I wish there was a way to make him pay.” She said and I went silent. I contemplated telling her about the camcorder, but I decided against it, Not because she is not trust worthy or anything, but because she could tell Liam, and Liam could in turn leak it to someone who knows Gilbert, and that could be a problem for me. “He’ll pay one day.” I said finally and she sighed. “It’s alright, baby girl. You should come over to my place today. Let’s have chicken and coke.” She said and I sighed. “If I don’t get too tired to walk, I’ll come to your home. I love you, got to go.” I said and ended the call. I stood naked, observing my breast in the mirror. It was red and sore, and painful. I sighed as I reached for my towel and entered the bathroom, making the shower run water all over my hair, and I washed my body slowly. I woke up and looked at the time and decided to go to my work place. It was almost 7:30pm, and I needed to be there at 7pm. “You’re running in late.” My fellow worker, Ella said and I nodded. “Sorry, had a stupid day today. Who are they?” I asked, gesturing to the group of boys clustered. “Famous people Clustered drunk.” She said and one of the raised their hands. “I think they need more drinks. Since they are famous customers, and they seem to have girls around them, they may need more drinks. And you’re here already, how about you help me serve them? I have to clean the kitchen and the cups.” She said and I nodded. I walked with a pen and pad towards them. “Well, may I have your orders please?” I asked and they looked at me. One of them stood up and stared at me licking his lips. “Hello little lady’’ Wow, you really are beauty to behold. Since you do not have plenty customers, how about you serve us, alongside with your body?” He asked and I closed my eyes in disgust. This was the second time today. How could someone experience same thing twice a day? “Well, this is not a strip club, and I am not a stripper. So I cannot do as you have asked. But I can get the drinks for you. Excuse me.” I said and dismissed myself. “Come on, you can do anything for us. It’s not for free.” He said and grabbed both of my buttocks hard. Oh no, Oh no, I have had enough of idiots. I slapped him hard across the face. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” I asked angrily and he looked at me angrily. I do not mind losing my job, but someone has to teach this people that they cannot just grab a woman anyhow they like. And that person is me.