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someone come after me, I took in a deep breath and walked through the doors. Although I didn’t know who I was about to be, I knew that she wasn’t going to be me, and that she was going to be able to fuck and suck off anyone that came her way.
    “We were starting to think that you didn’t have the balls or, should I say, the tits to come out here and do this,” Breeze said, as I opened my eyes and studied what looked like a well-built warehouse. Everything was sectioned off into its own space. They had four different stages that were interchangeable to suit whatever scene they were filming. On the far left, was a glass room that was filled with sex toys, lube, outfits, whips, and anything that you may have needed to make a bad ass adult movie.
    “Where in the hell did you get that outfit, the dollar store?” Tanya asked, as she sat on the side of the stage, as if she was the queen of the porno kingdom.
    “It’s better than the trash that was given to you for your first run,” DeeDee said as she walked over to me.
    “You’ll be on this set today. It should make things easier since it looks like a real bedroom,” DeeDee told me as we walked over to the beautifully decorated set. Everything looked new and expensive. Way better than that low budget set they had at SLICK Productions.
    “Okay, people, let’s clear the set. If you don’t have to be here, then get the hell out.”
    “That means you, too, skyscraper.”
    I let out a little laugh as DeeDee referred to Tanya’s height. But, she didn’t move. Tanya looked over at Breeze and he gave her the okay to stay. Once DeeDee saw this, she decided that she wasn’t leaving either.
    Breeze took my hand and we made our way to the zebra print lounging chair. He took off his robe and revealed a smooth chest and black boxers. It was then that I really noticed his looks. He was 5’10” with a swimmer’s build. His body was perfect and his hair, long and full of curls, was slicked back. His face was as smooth as a baby’s ass, making him look like he was still in his early twenties instead of his real age, which was 33. His skin was light, but held a natural beige hue. Judging by the texture of his hair, the fullness of his lips, and the swag in his step, I knew that he was mixed with something.
    Breeze told one of the crewmen to dim the lights and turn the cameras on. I turned to him with confusion on my face.
    “I thought that this wasn’t going to be taped?”
    “No, I said that it wouldn’t be sold, I film everything that I am in. Don’t worry, it’s just so that I can go back and watch it. If it turns me on to the point that I want to jerk off, then you’re in.”
    Since there is no way for me to know if this was proper procedure, once again, I said fuck it. There was no turning back now.
    “Should I take this off?” I asked, as I tugged on my outfit.
    “No, I’ll take it off once I’m ready. Why don’t we just start off with you on my lap?”
    I did what was asked of me as I looked around the warehouse. All eyes were on me and that wasn’t going to change. It was as if everyone was waiting for the two sideshow freaks to perform.
    “Just close your eyes and enjoy my touch,” Breeze said, as his fingers slid up my stomach and gripped my breast. He wrapped his fingers around my nipple and rolled it slowly. It hardened under his touch, loosening me up a bit. I leaned my back into his chest and melted into it.
    “Yeah, that’s right, Jazzy. Make that kitty wet for Breeze.”
    His touch, along with just the smell of him, turned me on. It was sweet, yet masculine. His voice was like silk. I could feel his hands moving up my thigh and I spread my legs just a little to let him in, but he took his time. He kept his hand on my breast as he massaged the inside of my thigh.
    “Oh, Jazzy, you’re just so soft and pretty, you’re almost like a doll. Can I make you feel good, Jazzy? Can I make that pussy purr?”
    At that point, he had me. He probably