The Story of Hollywood O

They say that there is a new Hollywood. Those lecherous old movie moguls are a thing of the past. Bull! The casting couch isn’t gone, it’s just been reupholstered. Super-Agent Chana Wellington tells Honey Edwards, “Grab them by their nuts and you’ll have the industry eating out your hands.” Under Chana’s mentoring, Honey becomes the most obedient object on the older woman’s client list. She enters the world of big time players where the word “no” is struck from the vocabulary of ambitious young girls. Honey, the perfect slave, becomes the plaything of studio and TV executives, one at a time or all at once, insuring her rise to the top of the A list.

All Chana Wellington, the agent, said was: "You'll do everything you're told, exactly as you're told, whenever you're told, no matter what you're told! You're a smart girl. An excellent actress. But this is a tough town, Honey, and there's no room for pretty young things who don't know what side their bread is buttered on." Honey had been in Hollywood long enough to know that the casting couch wasn't a myth. She had read almost every novel about the motion picture capital while still in high school, and most of them alluded to the fact that the quickest route to stardom was the bedroom. But she thought that was something other girls would have to face. Her talent would conquer all. It didn't.

Now she was thinking like her roommate, Penny, who'd told her from the start, "You do what you have to do. It's a cold, cruel world out there."