# Chapter IV
## The Customers

As much as Sheiny knew that she wishes Mendel to reappear in her life. And perhaps even be a part of the show. She didn't know much about how would this be possible. The thoughts were interwoven into one another. All ideas she had thought about it made no sense at all. Didn't add to it the fact that even though he looked like one of Mr. Humbert's customers, or at least one that would like to be a Mr. Humbert's customer if he knew about Mr. Humbert, after the walk with Mendel and talking more to him, he seemed to be in love only with one woman. His girlfriend that he had lost some while back. There seemed to be no way of making him agree with her about the film role.

She grew tired of trying to argue with people cleverly and hoping for an actor to present himself. That was when she simply asked Mr. Humbert to speak to some of the better looking customers of his about the potential role. Sheiny knew that for what ever number of customers that Mr. Humbert had, only a handful were stupid enough to agree. She had read on the Dark Web about the attention to details that Law Enforcement has while looking at stuff like this. There was no doubt in her mind that some police officer in some country had seen her work. Only those officers almost never take the faces of the children as a kind of clue. They are always looking for an adult to blame. Not even accepting a tiniest possibility that maybe most of the stuff is produced by kids themselves. 

The stupidity that the man should have to accept Sheiny's offer is enormous. Even if the face is not seen. Any other body part will be examined thoroughly by the police until they could single out the man. If she wanted to get somebody for the role, he had to be very average. Without anything weird about his body. She would not show the man's face. It would be too dangerous for the man. A thought of not carrying about it came through her mind. What if she just filmed it without thinking? The man would go to jail eventually. But why would she care? No! She thought. It's unethical. If she hires somebody, she is now responsible for keeping this somebody safe.

She asked Mr. Humbert for men with three qualities. One, they all had to be stupid enough to agree. Maybe a small share could be offered to them. She would not be against sharing a part of her share with the man. She understood the enormous risk that he would take. Second, the man should look right. Not fat, not saggy. Preferably with good looks on the face, to ease up the girl during production. Third, the man should be average with his features. No weird marks, with an uncut phallus, shaven completely, to avoid recognition by the color of the hair. There was no need to shave the head. Only the body.

Mr. Humbert returned to her with the list of 3 people. He said that only two have met the second criteria. The other one begged Mr. Humbert for something like this. And he thought, giving the girls his address might yield something interesting. "How bad is he?" she asked him. "I have never seen him without clothes. But he has a chub." answered Mr. Humbert. 

The plan was as follows. Go to the three of them, evaluate them for suitability of the show and then choose only one to appear in the next episode. Before girls went away from Mr. Humbert, he stopped them. "Wait..." he said "you may need these.". He turned around and took a box out of the drawer. Inside the box were two revolvers and bullets to fill them up. Sheiny and Chloe both took one revolver. They hidden them under the dress, behind the tension of the panties rope.

The first one, thought Sheiny, would be the man that had a bit of chub. It would be simple. They would see how severe is the chub. And will cross him out the list if they do not like him. So there they went. It was a very weird building. On the first floor was a warehouse of some kind. And there was only another floor above. With just two floors all together, the entrance had an elevator anyway. The lift didn't work. But the fact that it was there to begin with confused Chloe. Sheiny didn't seem to care. It seemed evident that a small elevator like this should exists in a warehouse. Chloe was confused why with two floors there is an elevator, while in her house it was six floors without any elevator at all.

They went up the stairs and there was a very narrow corridor with dirty, dusty walls and a number of wooden doors all painted white. The walls, it had seemed, are made all of plasterboard. There was the door that Mr. Humbert had told them about. Chloe was interested. Almost excited already. Sheiny was slightly scared. They didn't know what could happen. They never seen the man. They heard just the bare minimum about him. And even those could be lies. Sheiny knocked silently.

There was a rhythmic sound of some kind. Very numb. Very silent. As soon as she knocked, the sound stopped. Steps now were heard. The door opened up and a smell of sweat, dirty socks and fat food poured out of there. There was a man, slightly chubby, wearing a bathrobe. It was slightly open. He was in the middle of closing it down. It seemed like the man is wearing nothing else but the bathrobe. "I was waiting for you" he started mumbling "I thought it would never happen. I guess god loves me after all.". "Not so fast." Sheiny interrupted him "The fact that we came, does not mean that you will be hired." Sheiny and Chloe went inside. Looking carefully at all directions. The man closed the door and came with them forward. "You don't understand" he said in the undertone "The fact that you are here, in my house, is already enough for me.". Something felt slightly wrong about this situation. Sheiny put her hand on her knee and started going up the leg. Reaching for the revolver in her panties. While her hand was slowly rising up, the skirt that she was wearing revealed more of her leg. The man could not take his eyes away from it.

"Relax, dude. It's your home." said Chloe "Do what ever you feel like doing and let's chat.". Chloe was more chill. She seemed to not feel anything at all. For her it was almost like a normal, casual conversation. While Sheiny stood there with the hand near the revolver. The man took Chloe's words probably a bit too literally, he opened his bathrobe slightly, revealing his body to them. Sheiny looked at Chloe with a face of disgust. "What..." started Chloe "... I think it's not going to be any more awkward when we actually hire somebody. Let him do what he wants.". The man was ashamed, but could not help him self and started touching his central organ with his hand. As it grew Chloe felt more at home, while Sheiny felt more intimidated. At one point Sheiny thought to just shoot the man down and walk out. Meanwhile Chloe was casually chatting with him while he was masturbating to them.

He didn't do anything. He was touching only himself. They knew almost immediately that he would not be a part of the show. Only Chloe thought that denying him an ability to ejaculate was somehow evil. Sheiny didn't think much of it. For her it was just a very unnerving event. She thought that she had to survive through that evening. Nothing of joy she felt in it. She was already starting to doubt the whole idea. Mr. Hambleton was a way better observer then this man. When he was allowed once on the set, he just sat there and did nothing. This man finished probably five or six times. Never taking his eyes from Chloe and Sheiny.

It was a few days till Sheiny had enough courage to go to the next one. This one should have been way nicer in terms of looks. And even then, she didn't want to feel that dreadful feeling. She was drinking the sparkling juice on the way to him which reminded her of the courage that she felt when shooting with Chloe for the first time. She thought that what ever happens, they must get through it. Or the whole business idea will fail.

So this time the building was normal. It was one of the buildings in the neighbourhood of Sheiny. It had no elevator. But they could walk up stairs just fine. They knocked on the door. Chloe anticipated to see this man undress in front of them. Sheiny tried to calm herself down. The door opened up. There was a woman in her 40s. Hair already grey, but looking still young. "Who are you, girls?" she said. Sheiny and Chloe already thought that they knocked on the wrong door. When a voice somewhere from within screamed "The girls? They are for me.". "Have I told you not to deal with little children?" she started screaming at the door "They can get you in trouble.". "Shut up mom!" the voiced yelled back "Let them in. It's not nice.". The woman made a way for the girls to come in. She looked displeased as if saying with the face "Go away, please.", but her hand was pointing at a door for one of the rooms.

The girls entered the flat first and then the room. There was the man. Looked like a boy roughly an age of 18 or 19. Never eating anything. So thin that it was almost frightening. His hair was very long. He had pointed with his hand on the bed. That was the only place to sit in his room apart from the chair that he already used to sit on. He didn't looked at them when they came in. His eyes were glued to the screen of the computer. There was a sense that this boy never comes out of his room. Even eating he does inside here. It was some sort of "important match" that he was playing on the computer.

Sheiny observed the game that he was playing. Pretty colorful, animated from all angles. Inducing a very strong sense of visual satisfaction. But on the other hand the boy looked like a drug addict. It seemed like he didn't sleep the prior night. His desk was filled with all kinds of rubbish. Including a monstrous amount of empty cans from energy drinks and other soda. He opened another energy drink can and started drinking it. Sheiny for a moment felt that at some point they will see him die from a heart attack.

They came there at 15:36 right after school. And sat there until 18:15 waiting for him to finish playing. All this time he never looked back at them. When the clock showed 18:15 the game was finished. Or that the boy felt tired of it. Or something happened. He closed the game down. By that time he forgot that the girls were even present in the room. As he closed the game, a picture of Windows 10 appeared on his computer. He navigated through folders and found a video-file with Sheiny and Chloe in it. It was the stuff. He took down his pants and started enjoying the show on his screen. "Do you like it?" said Chloe. The boy's hand stopped moving. He didn't dare to look around. He was too frightened. They caught him in the middle of something private. "Come on, I'll help you" said Chloe and started moving towards the boy. Sheiny was shocked by her slightly. On the other hand it was almost expected from Chloe by this point.

Sheiny sat by the side on the bed and kept looking towards the door. Just in case his mother would come in. Meanwhile Chloe "played" the boy. Chloe seemed to loose her mind every-time somebody half decent looking was in-front of her. Sheiny didn't join. She didn't like what Chloe was doing. Chloe's vulgarity had came back to Sheiny. This was the reason she didn't want to be her friend to begin with. But this time, this kind of behaviour payed well. So, Sheiny thought, she could let her do what she wants. About five minutes into it he already finished and as if Chloe and Sheiny never existed, he forgot about them and started playing again.

The boy was such an imbecile that he didn't even mind putting his face into the stuff that they were filming. Chloe liked him. She thought that he would work very well. Sheiny thought a bit deeper. What she didn't like about him was his complete carelessness. He used Windows. But there was another problem. Would she speak to him about the operating system, he would disregard her. Arguing for windows not because of some high level paranoia like in Mr. Hambleton. But because there was no other way to play the game that he was playing. He had a game addiction. Real addiction to a piece of software designed to induce such an addiction. No other game could be a substitute. No system but Windows could be used. And they only had five minutes of window between games to even shoot something with him.

More then that, he was the kind of imbecile that would put the video file with the stuff on the desktop. He would yell at his mom to stop telling him not to watch it. He would tell his mom how well it felt to be with Chloe that day. And that Sheiny was not interested. "What a boring girl Sheiny was" he would tell his mom. His whole existence. His last neurons of the brain were lost in that game. Anything else was "simple" and "easy". He would be caught and put to prison tomorrow. But maybe no. He would not be caught. He was too dumb to feel the presence of the police. And therefor the police would probably ignore him too. Regardless of whether he would be caught. Sheiny wasn't going to work with him. Chloe liked him. But this was not enough.

As they were walking towards the third man, they entered a shop to buy some more of the sparkling juice. Mendel was there. He was silently watching Sheiny. This time a small smile appeared on her face. Like a bliss, her feelings were repaired. And she felt that in his presence she would always feel good. This time he got out the store before her. Chloe looked on Sheiny that was observing how Mendel was leaving. One more glance he gave her, being something like fifty meters away from the store. And from that he went away. "Who's this?" asked Chloe. "I don't really know. Some dude. Isn't he amazing?" was Sheiny's answer. They went on. 

As they were passing through a dark alley, which was the fastest way to get to the third man, Sheiny asked Chloe not to be such a pervert this time. "But why?" asked Chloe with at most confusion. For Chloe there was no difference if they are doing casting or filming. And she felt rather nice herself while "playing" for five minutes with the previous man. Sheiny was not convinced. Sheiny started yelling "The problem, you see, is that I'm trying to make money, here. It's not about fucking people. We are doing this rubbish crap just because all legal ways of making money are closed to us. It's not about lust. It's not about perversion. I hate all of it. You are a fucking whore, Chloe. Like what the fuck! Why should I need to watch you fuck somebody for five minutes straight, when we are not even recording? This was not even a rehearsal. This is insanity! Please, Chloe... Just fucking stop it!"

Chloe stood there looking at Sheiny, as Sheiny was breathing hard from anger. "Why would you care, Shein'? Fuck it if I fuck 'em. I like it. This is why you hired me. I am a lustful whore. And I'm proud of myself... " In a moment, Sheiny was already standing there with her hand extended towards Chloe and a revolver loaded. "Shut the fuck up!" she yelled at Chloe. Chloe stopped talking and stood there anticipating a bullet at any moment. Sheiny started crying. She started explaining. She knew that Chloe was a lustful whore. She didn't mind much, because of the nature of the business she had to be one. It was merely uneasy for her to see her lust over the two previous men. This time though, she thought something else could happen.

Sheiny remembered the address of Mendel. He did not tell the number of his flat, but the number of the building corresponded with the building of the third man. As she saw him in the shop, she realised that the last man could be Mendel himself. And Sheiny felt a strong envy towards Chloe's ability to be lustful. She was jealous already. Knowing that her inability to act will make so Chloe will enjoy Mendel, while Sheiny would simply watch. She wanted the opposite to happen. It was not for sure that the last man was Mendel, but there was something inside Sheiny that told her that it was, indeed, the case. 

Chloe was slightly scared of Sheiny for the next few minutes. But as she realized the depth of the situation, she became a bit more thoughtful and forgetful about Sheiny. She hugged Sheiny just before they started entering the building. It was an act of understanding. And act of sharing of the courage. An act of calming down before the storm. Chloe, for the first time in the last year or so, got teared eyes. She realized it was love. Sheiny was in love with Mendel. Not the lustful kind of love. Not sexual, per say. Not the kind that they wanted to sell to Mr. Humbert's customers. The real kind. Something that now Chloe realized, she felt jealous about. She would fuck people left and right. Would film this stuff, then grow up and keep filming this stuff. But she would never form a relationship longer then one scene. While Sheiny was capable of sustaining a family with Mendel.

The hug was over. The tears were wiped clean and the girls entered the building. This building had an elevator. Not the best one. Not the most clean. But the one that worked at least. They went up to the needed floor and knocked at the needed door. Sheiny was trying very hard to contain her smile. Chloe took a deep breath. Making sure Sheiny saw it. Sheiny took a deep breath as well. And the man opened the door.

It was not Mendel. It was some other dude. A wave of disappointment went through Sheiny. But the job had to be done regardless. So she took herself together and went in. Sheiny noticed, that as they entered, what the man locked the door and took the key with him. Chloe didn't seem to care. Something seemed to relieve Chloe a bit. Maybe now that it's not Mendel she can do with him what ever she wanted. She came closer to the man. Maybe trying to make him excited. This is when he threw her full force on the couch that stood on the other end of the room. Chloe landed safely, but it seemed like this was not the intention. The man didn't look like a nice man at all. His features were hard and his face was angry. He was coming for Chloe, running at her full speed. He took Chloe up and restricted her movements with his large, strong arms, while smiling at her evilly. 

A loud noise pierced through the room. It felt as though an explosion happened in the very close proximity to that place. Sheiny stood there with the pointed revolver. She did not dare shooting the man. He was way to close to Chloe. She shot a warning shot towards the kitchen. It seems like it penetrated the window's glass. A breeze of fresh air with an ominous sound was walking through the room. "Get away from her, you bitch!" screamed Sheiny "Or I'll fucking kill you!". The man changed his attitude. He started walking backward away from Chloe and Sheiny. The only problem is, he was walking towards the kitchen. Sheiny noticed a stand with knifes in the kitchen. It seems like the man was walking towards it.

Another loud explosion happened. Sheiny just shot the light fixture. And the small shards of glass spread through the now dark room. The man got disoriented. Sheiny took Chloe's hand and dragged her as quickly as she can towards the exit. She remembered that the man had locked the door. She pointed the revolver at a spot roughly where the lock was. She didn't shoot. Those doors, she thought are made in such a way, that there is not one point where it's locked. If she damages the mechanism of the door, they would never escape. There are steel beams inside of the this door coming in all directions. Making it very hard to break in. Or in their case, to break out. A revolver, or two revolvers would not be a sufficient enough weapon to penetrate a door like this.

"Shoot the door!" screamed Chloe while Sheiny looked around. The man with a knife in his hand was running towards them full speed. Four more explosions happened almost back to back. Sheiny just emptied up the revolver pointing towards the general direction of the man. He was down, the knife was still in his hand. But he couldn't move. It will be a minute or two before the man was dead. Sheiny just killed somebody for the first time. While the shock wore off, the two girls were sitting there and watching him die.

Sheiny quietly explained Chloe why shooting the door didn't make any sense. And that she didn't want to kill the man. Just to immobilise him until they escaped. But now, there was a problem. Somebody had to search for the key. It meant touching a dead man's body. They were arguing for a few minutes who should do that job. Until Sheiny volunteered for that. She carefully put her hand into all of his pockets. During this she glimpsed at his dead eyes. They were open, but expressionless. She thought that it was probably the biggest mistake in her life to come here. But how could she not come here? Mendel lives in this house, she thought, this would be so much better if it was him. She found the key and without looking at it went for the door. When she came closer to the door, she realized something. The key was penetrated by one of her bullets.

There was no use for the key. They could search through the house. Maybe they would find another key. Who knows. On the other hand, they could climb from the window into the near by flat. And hope that the people there would not call the police. But the weapons had to be thrown away somewhere. It was not wise to leave them or keep them. And climbing into somebodies home with a weapon would be a dead giveaway. But the most importantly, the police would come soon. It was an impossible situation.

Sheiny decided to try and peek at the window beside the flat, anyways. There was a huge window in the saloon that meant only one thing. The next window right beside it was also huge, like this one. And peeking into it would not be a big deal. So she did. An for her own amusement, she found that the other flat belonged to Mendel. He was sitting stunned. Looking at the wall. Perhaps he just heard the shootings, and was not sure whether it was real or not. 

Sheiny knocked on Mendel's window. He reacted with at most horror. He saw her familiar face. But failed to believe it. He looked at her for a few seconds trying to decipher what it all meant. Had he become crazy? Is it all hallucinations? Sheiny knocked again and started showing him a motion that he need to do to open the window for them. He came closer and opened the window. "What the hell is happening?" he asked her. "No time to explain." started Sheiny "Please let us in.". Sheiny and Chloe carefully climbed into Mendel's flat. 

They explained him what had just happened and that in a few minutes, police will show up in this place and will ask people around. They had to tell him the whole story, so the context of it would be known. He was stunned to even hear about a concept of children producing something like this. Let alone being armed and killing a man that was trying to rape them. But it was that kind of story that was so ridiculous that it had to be true. They all knew that the police will not leave the house alone for maybe another few days. And staying so long in Mendel's flat was not an option. They quickly packed the guns and went out. Sheiny realised that it was not an ideal date that she had hoped for, but at least she had visited his home.

One customer less, did not mean much. The girls got rid of the weapons and carried on. They explained to Mr. Humbert what had happened. And he was relieved that he did not forget to give them the revolvers to begin with. The plan had failed once again. No actor suitable enough was found. Which made Sheiny start thinking about closing the show. Or perhaps exiting it, so Chloe would do it herself. Sheiny wanted to pursuit Mendel. She wanted him. She didn't want him in the show, but it was the only thing that could make sense to her. Would she tell him that she wants him because she loves him, he might not believe her. But if it's something that will help her eat, maybe then he would agree. She didn't know what to do, but she knew that from now on, all tries would go into trying to convince Mendel to join the show. There was no way around that thought. So she and Chloe started thinking about possible ways to convince him. Few weeks had passed. Nobody already remembered the killed man. And this was the time for the next plan.
