The Agent: Book One

Part 4- Jewel Staite

The Agent- Jewel Staite

You were going over a spect script over at your clients house. She was a loyal talent since your father got her a gig on a short lived show that would become an iconic sci do cornerstone. Jewel Staite was a fun and loveable character on the show Firefly, and she blossomed into an older and beautiful woman. You had a thing for Canadian women, they all at their worst were just cute, Jewel was no exception, at one time cute and adorable, but now, matured and refined, she was a fucking knock out. You finished going over it with her and she got up and got you a drink. Her husband had taken the kid out for a while as he usually did when you came by and talked business.

She dipped at it as she sat back down across from you, crossing her legs as she looked serious. "Do you really think this is a good role for me?" She asks sincerely. You admit you weren't sure. You wanted her to make that choice cuz the character you were helping her read for had potential to be a great breakout character if the show went beyond two seasons. She nodded and said she'd think it over, and you agreed and let that be that. She asked how things were going. How Alison was. She knew alot about you as she was only a few years older than you and had been really accepting of you when you would come around the sets of her shows. You had a little thing for her for the longest time but Alison had eventually taken that over and then some.

Jewel listened to you about anything and everything. It was nice of her cuz she was always so receptive. As you finished your drink and admitted you had other things to do, she stood up and gave you a hug, but suddenly your lips felt the wetness of hers and she was kissing you madly.