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BIOGRAPHY OF A VIRGIN
OBSESSED TEACHER DEVELOPS DARK FIXATION ON VIRGIN STUDENT

Mr. Davies (Michael Vegas) is burning the midnight oil as he grades papers in his home office. He's down to the last one for the night, thankfully, although once he starts reading it, time seems to slow down.

The essay is about a girl (Carolina Sweets) owning the fact that she's an 18-year old virgin. Betty's proud, recognizing that her virginity is a special gift -- she doesn't want to give it away to just anyone...

Mr. Davies fixates on the student, hearing her utter, 'I'm a virgin,' in his head over and over again, slowly driving him mad with lust. It's like she's calling to him to be that special someone to make her complete...

The next day, he invites Betty over to discuss the essay and how beautifully it was written. Betty is naive about everything, though is happy to be in the presence of a teacher she admires. Yet, when Mr. Davies starts paying her more compliments than she's used to, she grows suspicious of his true intentions.

Finally, Mr. Davies asks if she feels it, too? The connection between them? When he read her essay, it was as though it was specifically written for HIM -- as if she was asking HIM to have the honor of taking her virginity.

Betty is shocked, exclaiming that that's not what she was implying at all, but Mr. Davies has power over her. If she doesn't give herself to him, he might stop her from graduating school or getting accepted into good colleges. He could end all her dreams with just one report card...

To save face, she submits to Mr. Davies' twisted delusion, willing to give up her virginity in order to prevent him from taking EVERYTHING from her.

Winner - Best Actor - Featurette: Tommy Pistol, AVN 2020

Winner - Best Actor -- Taboo-Themed Release: Tommy Pistol, XBIZ 2020

Nominated - Best Art Direction, AVN 2020

Nominated - Best Special Effects, AVN 2020

Nominated - Best Sex Scene -- Taboo-Themed: Whitney Wright & Tommy Pistol, XBIZ 2020

THE AURA DOLL
WOMAN AGREES TO HAVE THREESOME SEX WITH MAN AND SILICONE LOVE DOLL

SCENE opens on the outdoor patio of a quiet café. Becca (Whitney Wright), a mild-mannered college student, sits quietly reading when her friend arrives with a pair of coffees. Putting her book aside, they hug and sit down to catch up, sipping their beverages and small talking about life and their plans for the next semester. Becca's phone suddenly buzzes. It's a notification from a dating site she's subscribed to, telling her she's got a new match. Becca looks embarrassed, but her friend encourages her to swipe and check out the man's profile. After all, she did say she wanted to get out more after her breakup, right? Becca nods. The man is handsome, older, and has messaged her, asking if she would be interested in a threesome with him and his girlfriend. The thought of this makes Becca blush but her friend encourages her to write back. 'That app is vetted, I use it all the time!' she says. 'What's the worst that's going to happen? You have a funny story to tell?' Becca bites her lip and asks for reassurance. Should she should really write him back? The friend nods. 'Totally,' she says, sipping her coffee as the camera pans down Becca's unsure face to the profile she is staring at.

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Becca stands in the bathroom mirror, in her bra and panties. She is staring at herself, trying to psych herself up for her date when her phone buzzes again. The man she met on the app, Robert, has texted her directly. 'We can't wait to meet you tonight!' She bites her lip before turning back to stare at herself in the mirror. A slight smirk crosses her face. She's excited.

Cut to Robert's house. Becca knocks and nervously straightens herself out, when Robert (Tommy Pistol) opens the door. He is calm and inviting, exclaiming how breathtakingly beautiful she is and extending his hand to lead her inside. The living room has been set up with candles and wine, which he offers, and she accepts. They small talk for a few minutes, mostly about how nervous and excited they both are. It's their first time doing this. Becca is very charmed by the mild-mannered man and even allows herself to get closer to him, as they both start to gear up for their hookup together. But someone is missing. She casually asks Robert where his girlfriend is. 'Oh, she's just in the next room,' he says confidently. 'We were putting the finishing touches on dinner. Would you like to meet her?' Becca nods and they stand up to walk in the other room, where a full dinner has been laid out on a nicely decorated dining table.

A woman sits frozen at the end of the table, her back to Becca. Robert starts to rant about the lovely meal they have prepared and how excited his girlfriend, Harper, is about their night together while Becca stares at the woman's backside. A chill runs down her spine. Why isn't the woman moving? She slowly turns to look at the man whose hand is now grazing her back. 'Robert....?' She begins to say when, nervously, the man pulls Becca into the room fully to introduce Harper. A silicone love doll, dressed neatly in a party dress, has been propped up in a chair waiting for them. Becca's eyes go wide, and her mouth drops open in shock, as she backs away from the table and the man's grasp. 'What is wrong with you?' She gasps, grabbing her bag while he chases after her.

Robert pleads with her to stop, to listen to him, to listen to them. Yes, it is an unconventional relationship, but his love for Harper goes far beyond just a toy. Since his actual wife died years ago, she has been his only true source of comfort. The only woman who wouldn't reject him. It was her attention and affection that helped him gain the confidence to start dating again. To try the app. It was her loyalty that made him feel like a whole person again. Couldn't she please just try to be understanding? She seemed so open-minded while they were chatting. Harper isn't just a doll, she is a real woman, just one made of silicone. If she would only stay and try it, she might even enjoy the experience. As Robert rambles on, Becca backs up to the door, her mind racing. She is able to stammer 'No thank you. I'm not interested. Please don't contact me again!' before running off into the night.

That night, as Becca lies in bed, she dreams that Harper is lying beside her. In her dream, she begins to caress and kiss the silicone woman's body as the camera cuts back and forth between her fantasy and her tossing in her bed. Finally, she opens her eyes to find herself alone and breathing heavily.

The next day, Becca sits beside her bed, distracted. She keeps picking up the phone but there has been no contact from Robert. She stares at his profile longingly, wishing she could see Harper's face too.

Later that evening, Becca lays on her bed, looking at her laptop. She searches 'silicone woman' and pulls up a website called AuraDolls.com. Scrolling through it, she discovers the Harper model and stares at it. She can't help but be turned on by the thought of being with her. She knows what she needs to do. She closes the laptop and, grabbing her purse, leaves the apartment.

Robert sits in his bedroom, quietly reading beside Harper, when he hears someone slam the front door and run up his stairs. Nervously, he gets out of bed to confront them when Becca appears in his bedroom doorway. She is frazzled and full of adrenaline. 'Becca! How did you get in here?' He asks, confused. She walks up and kisses him boldly on the mouth. 'I let myself in, I hope you don't mind.' She whispers. It's the first time a real woman has kissed him in years and Robert melts at her touch. She looks at the doll sitting in the bed. 'I want to try it,' she whispers in his ear. Robert starts to tear up, as he looks at the two women in his bedroom. He takes Becca's hand and pulls back the cover to his bed to invite her in.

Tentatively, Becca begins to caress Harper's face, asking Robert if she can kiss Harper. Robert hops onto the bed and puts his arm around Harper, telling Becca that she's very affectionate. Becca climbs up onto the bed and moves towards Harper. She confesses to Robert that she's very nervous, but he reassures her, telling her that there's nothing to be nervous about. Becca can treat her like a real person. Becca delicately kisses Harper's soft lips before turning her attention to Robert and kissing him. Soon the two pull away from each other and slowly peel the negligee off of Harper's chest. Robert leads Becca in caressing Harper's full breasts as Becca gasps. Robert takes off Becca's shirt as she lays down next to Harper. Slipping off the rest of Becca's clothes, Robert trails kisses down her thighs, lightly tonguing her clit before spreading Harper's legs and licking her pussy. Alternating between Harper and Becca, Robert eats both of them out hungrily.

Becca may have been hesitant at first, but now that she's gotten to know Harper, can she ever live without the Aura Doll again?

CUM INSIDE
TEEN'S CREAMPIE HOOKUP AD DRAWS UNWANTED ATTENTION FROM INTRUDER

SCENE OPENS on a teen, Meg (Gianna Dior), in her bra and panties on her bed. She is sensually humping a pillow between her legs, moaning as she thrusts into it. She's holding her phone in her other hand, and every time she gets a message she slows her humping to look at the phone and type a response. 'Yes, I AM all alone right now, my parents won't be back for hours...' she says out loud with a smile as she types and then sends the message. She goes back to playing with herself.

A few moments later, her phone sounds again. 'Yes, I AM over 18 - eggplant emoji,' she says, dictating her text all the way down to the emoji she adds for effect. She goes back to pleasuring herself. Seconds pass, and her phone sounds a third time. 'Oooh, I can't wait for you to cum inside me,' she says as she types. She sends the text, and then types up another message. 'My address is...'. She hits send. Almost instantly, she gets a single one-line reply, which we see displayed on the phone. 'see you soon.' it reads.

With a smile, Meg puts down the phone and gets back to pleasuring herself with the pillow. Her ass is mesmerizing in her skimpy underwear as she bucks her hips back and forth. She licks a finger of her now free hand. She slips the finger through the waistband of her underwear and starts fingering her pussy, pressing in deeper as she backs into it after each thrust forward into the pillow. She enjoys this rhythm for about a half-minute, before pausing to pull a dildo and lube out of her nightstand drawer. She lowers her underwear and lubes up the dildo with gentle strokes of her hand over the plastic. Eagerly, she sticks it in her pussy, easing it deeper into herself with soft moans. She begins fucking herself with the dildo and fingering herself on the bed for several minutes.

Her phone sounds again, and Meg wonders aloud to herself as she picks up her phone whether he got lost. She looks at her messages and remarks that it's a message from another guy. She reads it silently to herself and bites her lip and grins. 'I'm busy for a little while... but how about in an hour?' she says as she types. She types with one hand, and we see her other hand playing idly with her lubed up pussy as she waits for a response. 'Sure, I can host. I'll text you the address...' She types rapidly into her phone and hits send. She starts to type another message - 'I can't wait for you to...' At the moment where she would say the words 'cum inside', we cut to the title plate of the same name.

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CUT TO another day, Meg is wearing some casual clothing and milling about her bedroom. She is dancing energetically as she tidies up her room. Her booty shakes enticingly as she moves. We watch from a male gaze POV for a good half-minute. Then, suddenly, we cut to a different POV, a voyeuristic one watching her dancing from outside her window which is ajar. We cut back to the interior of her room, then back again to the voyeur's perspective.

Meg finishes cleaning and then decides to unwind with a bath. We watch her undress from the interior male gaze POV, though we see the tail end of her undressing and her leaving the room from the voyeur POV. After a few seconds of staring into the empty room, the voyeur POV seems to get up and walk forward.

CUT TO inside the washroom, where Meg is naked and is turning on the water for the bathtub. She checks the temperature of the water with her hand, then makes an impatient face. She waits for a few moments awkwardly. Suddenly she hears a faint creaking sound from the other room. She cranes her neck to listen, then asks if anyone is there. She peeks around the bathroom door and sees a strange man (Seth Gamble) looking back at her.

The intruder is standing calmly, hands in the pockets of his ratty jacket, his hood up over his head. He looks tough and intimidating. Meg's heart is racing and her breath is shallow and panicked, clearly frightened by the stranger standing just to the side of the doorway out of the bathroom.

She asks him what he's doing, how did he get in here? The stranger replies 'You left your door open,' in an eerily calm soft voice. His calmness just makes Meg even more nervous, and she shrinks back a bit. Why is he here? 'I got your invite,' the intruder answers. Meg looks him up and down, still frightened but also confused. She didn't send him any invites. The intruder tells her softly that she should be more careful with giving out her address so freely online. The internet can be such a scary place.

Meg tries to muster up the courage to seem less afraid than she really is. 'I'm not really in the mood for sex right now,' she says, trying to reason with him. 'That's too bad,' he replies sounding disappointed, 'I am.' Meg gulps and tries to ignore his reply. She tries to lie, and suggests that maybe he could give her his contact information and they could hook up another time. The intruder pouts and says why not do it now? He's here, she's naked, now seems like as good a time as any.

Meg insists a bit more strongly that now is NOT a good time. 'Oh... ok...' the intruder says disappointed but doesn't press the issue further. Meg waits expecting him to say something, move, leave, but he just stands there. Her voice wavers as she asks why he won't leave. 'YOU can leave,' he says almost as an invitation, 'the door's right there.'

She stands still in place, terrified. Almost tauntingly, he follows up by asking her what she's waiting for. She starts to walk towards the door, slow and hesitant, and gets a couple of steps forward until he makes a quick gesture causing her to flinch backwards - nothing violent, just something to spook her. He laughs almost playfully, he was just teasing her. She really can just walk right past him if she wants to leave. What is she afraid of? But instead of walking forward again, Meg shrinks back further into a corner.

The intruder remarks that it seems like she doesn't want to leave, it seems like she wants to stay. 'Please,' Meg begs, but is too scared to get more words out besides incoherent mumbling. The intruder takes a step forward into the room, and asks please what? Please fuck her? That's all he's been asking to do all along. Meg shakes her head but can't manage to choke out any other words. The intruder says he'll leave if he can fuck her. That's what she wants, right? Meg clutches at the towel barely covering her body and nods yes, still not able to form any words. The intruder asks that she meant she wants him to fuck her, right? Because it almost seemed like she nodded because she wanted him to leave. But the invite said she wanted to get fucked.

Meg puts her hands over her face in desperation, then after a moment of reflection she gives in. Yes, she says defeatedly, she'll let him fuck her if he promises to leave after. As he starts unzipping his pants, the intruder says matter-of-factly that of course he'd leave after, this isn't his house.

EYE FOR AN EYE
PETTY TEEN SEDUCES FRIEND'S BOYFRIEND AS REVENGE FOR MINOR SLIGHT

Alexis (Kristen Scott) and Cori (Vanna Bardot), two friends, walk out of school, waiting for Cori's dad to arrive to pick her up. They make a bit of smalltalk as Alexis casually asks Cori how things are going with Jason, her boyfriend? Cori is a bit religious and proper, so tries to avoid talking directly about anything sexual with her and Jason, though Alexis playfully eggs her on -- come on, they're best friends, they can tell each other anything! Cori gives in and says that Jason tried to get a blowjob from her once, but he should know better -- they agreed to wait until marriage! Sure, she's 18 and he's still got a couple years left of college, so marriage isn't going to be happening any time soon, but before then he always seemed very understanding and willing to wait... Since then, though, he's been a bit standoffish. What if she drives him away by not doing things with him?

'I mean, I personally don't think you should make a great guy like him wait so long. You should be making sure to lock a good thing like that down. A lot of girls would be happy to have him...' Alexis insists. Cori gasps and playfully shoves Alexis, telling her that those girls will have to get through her first! Alexis then smiles and shrugs, saying that if it's meant to be, it'll be. If he's 'the one' for Cori, then he'll wait...

Cori then curiously asks Alexis what it was like when she lost HER virginity? Alexis says it was nothing great... Cori hums and says it was that nerd from their physics class, right? Freckles, or whatever his name was. 'Yeah, but you KNOW that's a sore spot for me. I could've done so much better than FRECKLES! It was my 18th birthday and I wanted to do something wild and he was literally the first guy I saw, so... As far as everyone knows, I got my cherry popped, or whatever, by that sexy quarterback, Taggart, behind the bleachers like the proud slut that I am,' Alexis insists.

Cori then pauses, looking guilty. 'Oh...' Alexis slows and raises her brow. 'Oh...? Cori, what did you do!?' Cori admits that she was talking to some girls in their biology class who were making fun of Freckles, saying that he was never gonna get laid... And she may have stood up for him saying that he DID get laid... by Alexis.

Alexis is devastated, unable to believe that Cori betrayed her. 'Cori, how could you! That was supposed to be between US!' she exclaims. 'I didn't MEAN to! They were just being so mean to him. I felt BAD!' Cori insists. 'Oh, my god, they're all going to think I'm SUCH a loser now!' Alexis moans.

Cori continues talking, trying to win Alexis back over. Alexis is her best friend -- she'd never mean to intentionally hurt her! She's sorry and wants to make it up to her. What about dinner tonight? Her treat! Alexis shrugs off the offer bitterly saying she has plans tonight. 'Is there anything I can do to make you forgive me?' Cori asks. Alexis takes a deep breath and then puts on a small smile. It's fine, Cori, she says, she was overreacting. Cori is relieved to see her that friend isn't mad at her anymore. Cori's dad has arrived, and she heads down to his car, waving to Alexis and apologizing again. Have fun with those plans tonight, Cori says joyfully. Oh, she will, Alexis says. She'll tell Cori all about it tomorrow.

As Cori walks away, Alexis' expression darkens and over seconds turns into full-on disturbed rage - she is quietly seething and hyperventilating as she pulls at her hair, looking like she's about to scream in anger any moment.

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CUT TO Jason (Nathan Bronson) sitting in his house, working on some schoolwork. There's a knock on the door and when he answers it, Alexis is standing there. He's confused to see her and asks what she's doing there? Is Cori with her? Is Cori OK?? Alexis tells him to relax and says she just happened to be in the neighborhood and wanted to say hi. It seems like he's so busy these days! Jason apologizes, saying that he's been so swamped with his projects. College is way more demanding than high school! He wasn't expecting it. Now it feels like high school was a breeze... He's a little jealous of Cori and Alexis, to be honest!

'YOU'RE jealous of US? If anything, I'M jealous of HER,' Alexis wistfully says as she follows Jason inside to the table, giving him a flirty look. She takes a seat across from him. 'What, why?' Jason asks, shifting a little uncomfortably under the look. 'Well, LOOK at you -- you're so smart, hardworking, polite, ...attractive... you're such a good guy, a guy who deserves to be rewarded in life so much more than he is...' she says. Jason is taken aback, hesitantly asking her what she means. Alexis laughs. 'Oh, come on, I'm Cori's best friend, I know all about the situation between you two... her saving herself for marriage, and everything,' she says in a kind but almost patronizing way. 'It's so sweet of you to do that for her. But that must be so HARD for you... What was it like when she blew you off when you wanted your dick sucked?'

Jason is flustered, saying that he really doesn't want to be discussing his sex life with her. 'Or lack of,' Alexis retorts. Alexis apologizes and corrects herself, saying that what she meant was that Jason is sacrificing so much for Cori to make her happy. What is she sacrificing for him in return? Jason stutters, flustered, that's not how relationships work... she doesn't have to... Alexis continues digging at his insecurities though, saying that the blowjob he suggested could have been a perfect compromise, still saving Cori's virginity but giving him some needed attention too. And what did Cori do when he asked her? She turned him down. SELFISH, that's what it is, Alexis says. It's bad enough she's denied him the basic pleasures of a relationship, but now she's even made him feel bad for wishing for more. With Cori. Or with other girls. Jason shouldn't ever feel bad for those urges, he's supposed to be in his sexual prime and instead he's like a beaten dog on a leash.

Alexis slowly rises out of her chair and saunters around the table and stands behind him. She puts her arms over his shoulders and glides her hands along his firm chest. 'Oh, come on, Jason... I know you want me... I see those looks you give me when you think no one's watching... To be honest, I've been wanting you ever since I first met you...' Alexis says. But obviously, she's a good friend so she kept her hands to herself... until now...

Jason asks what changed? Alexis half-lies and says that she just can't sit idly by anymore while Cori ignores HIS needs. Jason's been so patient with her, but shouldn't she be thinking about HIM, too? Does he even WANT to wait until marriage? Why SHOULD he, when there's so many other women out there that would LOVE to have his cock in their mouths. Jason tells Alexis that it's time for her to leave; he can't let this go ANY further-- he loves Cori. He turns away from her.

When he turns back to Alexis, he sees that instead of leaving, she's slipped off her clothes and stands there naked. Slowly she walks over to him as Jason stares at her tight body. 'Please, Jason,' she says seductively, showing off her naked body to him in full display. 'Haven't you waited enough? Haven't we both??' Those words, plus the sight of a pussy just waiting for him to dive in, finally win him over. Yeah, he says softly and Alexis slides her hands down to the front of his pants, pulling his dick out. She sucks on his balls before sliding her mouth over his shaft.

Alexis is going to give Jason exactly what he's been missing, and in the process, make Cori regret ever betraying her...

BROTHER'S WRATH
ANGRY TWISTED BROTHER TREATS SISTER LIKE SEX DOLL

SCENE OPENS with a kind man, Mr. Adams, sitting at a coffee table while Mandy (Gia Derza) walks over to him with a cup of coffee. Mandy is smiling, though the smile is thin and doesn't reach her dull eyes. Her movements are slow, as though it takes a great amount of effort to do anything.

'Here's your coffee,' she says to her teacher. Mr. Adams thanks her as she slowly sits down opposite of him. It looks like she's in a daze, and Mr. Adams is visibly concerned about this. Once she's seated, he thanks her for letting him in. He doesn't visit his students in their homes like this very often -- in fact, this is the first time he's done it! -- but he just wanted to check up on Mandy.

'Oh, why, sir?' Mandy asks, her voice still faint and faraway. Mr. Adams clears his throat and says that she's been missing a lot of classes lately. He's concerned about her since he knows what it's like to lose someone, he's lost his mother, too. He just wants her to know there's help available whenever she needs it.

Mandy says she's fine, she has her step-brother, Ryan (Seth Gamble), looking after her now. At the mention of his name, Mr. Adams looks more concerned, saying he wants to talk to her about that. Is everything good between them?

The camera focuses on Mandy's face, her smile fake and eyes glazed over. 'Yeah, of course, everything's fine.'

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Mr. Adams doesn't look convinced and opens his mouth to speak, but his phone goes off in his pocket. He checks it, then hesitates as he says he has to go. He thanks her for the coffee and rises to his feet, as she mindlessly smiles after him. He tells her, in a careful way, to contact him if she needs ANYTHING... Mandy reiterates that she's fine but thanks him for his concern. Mr. Adams is still torn but finally takes his leave.

Once the door is closed, another man speaks up from behind Mandy. 'What's he doing here?' Ryan asks, his tone guarded.

She responds that he came by to check on her. Ryan's eyes darken as he approaches her. 'Oh, and what did you tell him?' he asks, his voice dangerous. 'I told him the truth, of course, that everything is alright and that he doesn't need to worry about me,' she responds. Ryan then smirks, patting her hair like someone would do to their pet. 'Good girl,' he praises in a mocking way. Mandy doesn't acknowledge the pats or the praise, still detached from most everything.

Ryan then continues on, saying doesn't Mandy want to know how his day is going? Mandy apologizes, although it's hollow, and asks how his day was.

Ryan gushes about his girlfriend, who he just got back from a date with. She's perfect in every way... She has big blue eyes, amazing breasts, and legs that go on for days... Mandy says that she's happy for him. It sounds like Betty is making him very happy. He gives her an odd look and laughs in a cruel way. 'Betty was two girlfriends ago. I'm dating Lucy now, you knew that, silly.'

Finally, he grins and wraps his arms tenderly yet possessively around Mandy. He murmurs into her ear that she doesn't seem very happy for him and how well things are going with him and his new girlfriend... He's worried about her, he says in an exaggerated tone to show that he really isn't. Maybe it's all those stressful thoughts about school, he says. Really, at this point, she should just think about quitting if it's too much for her. He then creepily tells her that that way he would have a lot more time to look after her, he's always going to be here to take care of her... She's hopeless without her big brother, after all.

'Yeah, I am,' Mandy says, almost mindlessly, though she lifts her hands to touch the arms wrapped around her, nudging her head back against him. 'Yeah, you need me,' Ryan reiterates as he presses their heads together, smelling her neck. He needs Mandy, too, of course... She's the only one he can turn to when he has that itch he can't scratch. Lucy, Betty, all of the other girls he's been with... they're too sensitive. He could never ask something like that of them. But not Mandy, she's a good girl that can take it.

Mandy echoes that, yes, she's a good girl that can take it...

Ryan creepily begins feeling Mandy up now. Although her eyes are still blank, she doesn't resist his touches. In fact, she subtly presses into them. It's all done automatically, as if she's been conditioned to do it through prior experiences, but it still signals that he can touch her.

Mandy allows him to kiss at her neck and grope her breasts through her shirt for a few moments. Her eyes seem less hazy for a moment as she carefully mentions that people are starting to get concerned about her being home all the time... like Mr. Adams...

Ryan's expression hardens briefly, though then subsides as he cups Mandy's cheek. He tells her not to trust Mr. Adams -- he seems like a bad influence. Mr. Adams doesn't have her best interests at heart -- HE does. Mr. Adams, and all those other people out there, just want to separate them because they don't understand the love they have for each other... Mandy loves him, doesn't she? Mandy utters that she does, pressing into his hand.

Ryan pulls Mandy close, running his hands hungrily over her body, and reminds her that he's the only one that knows what she needs -- what she REALLY needs. If anything, he's doing her a favor, he's just being a good big step-brother! It took some work to get to where they are now, but she's finally the way he wants her -- perfect.

YOU'RE SAFE NOW
TROUBLED VIRGIN EXPLOITED BY SOCIAL WORKER AFTER BEING RESCUED FROM CULT

SCENE opens and a fragile-looking girl (Whitney Wright) nervously shuffles along the walkway to the doorstep of a social worker's house. She is clearly not comfortable, looking a little paranoid as she glances around her as if checking that there's no one laying in wait around the next corner. She's easy to startle, flinching as a car drives by in the background. She lets out a shuddery breath to calm herself, then hugs herself, trying to provide the comfort she's been deprived of for so many days.

She steals a moment to brace herself on the steps, telling herself that she can do this. Just as she lifts a hand to knock on the door, the door opens, revealing a man (Derrick Pierce) with a warm smile. Lily jumps with surprise and he apologizes, saying that he saw her through the window. He seems approachable. He says that she must be Lily and invites her in after introducing himself as Aiden Taylor, her social worker. She seems to relax slightly -- only slightly -- with his warm greeting.

She steps inside the home, thanking him for seeing her, though hesitantly comments that she was surprised he asked her to come to his house, not his office. Aiden replies that he likes working from home since he finds that people who have trouble trusting others -- like many of his clients, perhaps even like her -- feel more at ease meeting in a comfortable, inviting setting than in a big cold corporate office. He's worked a lot of cases and the home environment seems to work best, especially for teens who are often otherwise distrustful of authority figures.

She pauses a moment and responds that she guess she can see that, sure, warming up a little to his attempts at putting her at ease. He sees she is still a little skittish and smiles, reassuring her that she doesn't need to be afraid anymore as he puts a firm hand on her shoulder. Lily tenses and he immediately pulls back with an apologetic look, gesturing instead with that same hand for her to head towards the office. As he does, he promises that she's safe now, but as he closes the door, there's a glimpse of a smile turned sinister.

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Lily and Aiden step into the home office, which is warm and inviting. There are two armchairs in the office facing each other. A desk might be present, but Aiden opts instead not to sit behind it, taking instead one of the two chairs facing each other. Aiden gestures to and pats the other chair across from him, encouraging Aiden to sit, as he sits opposite of her. He keeps a comfortable and standard distance from her of about three feet to promote intimacy. She's nervous as he picks up a notepad and pen. Her posture is closed off, with her shoulders pulled in, her hands fisted tight against her lap.

Aiden and Lily begins discussing the case. To start with, he just needs some basic information to make sure everything gets processed correctly. He asks to check the spelling of her name and her birthdate. She gives her name and birthdate to him, and he asks if that means she's 19, which she confirms. He also asks about her family, which makes her shift uncomfortably. She gives the names of her parents, as well as her younger sister, Emily. He asks how old Emily is, seeming intrigued -- she's Lily's YOUNGER sister, right? Emily confirms yes, she just turned 18 this month. Only a few days before they ran away, in fact. Aiden seems pleased with this response.

Aiden then uses the tried-and-true method of small talk for easing her into the session. He talks about the weather, and she mentions that the weather was really nice for walking to his place. It felt like she was seeing everything for the first time. Aiden asks her how does she mean seeing everything for the first time? She shrugs, looking a bit sheepish as she admits that the sun is brighter, the wind warmer, the birds more cheerful... Emily was so excited when she saw a florist shop for the first time a couple days ago, Lily adds with a small but fond smile. The flowers were so colorful, like the ones just outside on Aiden's street. 'Father Warren used to say that boastful colors were the devil's palette, so we only had white flowers in our homes.'

Aiden then continues, probing more into the situation. He starts by asking how many days she's been in the city? She says it's only been a week? She remarks that it's hard to tell because so much has happened -- it feels like her head is still spinning. He asks her where she's staying, and she says that they're at a local shelter. He asks her how the conditions have been and she admits they aren't great, nothing like how things were at the compound.

Aiden assures her that it's normal for her to feel anxiety, but that she's doing fine. He then asks her to discuss the commune. She's still uncertain, looking around nervously while rubbing her arm or biting her bottom lip. Aiden assures her that everything they discuss is strictly between them. He's there to help her. She gazes at him for a few moments, choosing to trust him, then explains how her parents have both been part of the commune since before she was born, they were some of the first members to join. It was the only life she's ever known. She didn't think anything of it until a few months ago when she started hearing rumors. Aiden asks her what rumors she's heard. Lily is quicker to respond now, desperate to be heard as she leans forward in her chair, becoming more animated.

She says that she heard that their leader, Father Warren, was taking girls into the barn to... to DO things to them... 'What KIND of things?' Aiden asks, leaning in as if almost perversely wanting to learn more, his warm presence starting to shift to something unsettling. Since she's so desperate to get everything out into the open now, she doesn't catch onto Aiden's change of demeanor. She says she's heard that he takes them back there to have sex with them.

'And why did you feel uncomfortable about the rumors? ...Is it perhaps because you secretly wanted to be one of those girls?' Aiden asks, still in a professional tone, which seems creepier now because of the nature of the questioning and the way he seems even MORE focused on her. His eyes even flicker over her body briefly, which she catches.

She closes her body off again, gasping. 'No, of course not! Why would I want that?' she exclaims. Aiden slips back into a practiced smile as he leans back into the chair. He apologizes to her for making her uncomfortable, explaining that he's worked with many troubled teens that developed attraction towards the men that have been exploiting them. He invites her to continue speaking.

Lily is a little wary again now, but continues talking, unable to help herself. She NEEDS to be heard! She says that ever since she started hearing the rumors, it was like a fog has been lifted. She noticed other strange things, too, like how everyone seemed TOO happy, but any time she tried to talk to her parents about it, they denied everything. Finally, she decided that she NEEDED to get Emily to safety. She couldn't let Emily be the next one that Father Warren decided to be sinful with. They fled, having no belongings, no money, nowhere to stay... They got a ride to the city and have been staying at the women's shelter for now, but it's not enough. They can't stay there forever. When she asked the homeless shelter volunteers, they referred them to Aiden, so that's why she's there. They said a social worker might be able to help her and her sister get the care and resources she needs to ensure that she and Emily are truly SAFE. She's the big sister -- she HAS to take care of Emily. She can't risk them being sent back to that crazy place now.

Aiden says that he think he may be able to get them into a transitional home and goes to the computer to check. However, he's not really looking anything up at all as he instead watches Lily from afar. After a few moments, he approaches her and says that he can help them. But there's a lot of people ahead of them on the waiting lists...

Aiden then reveals that he is convinced that Lily and Emily were part of a sex cult. Lily is shocked, but especially when Aiden crouches close and suddenly looks a whole lot creepier. Aiden reflects out loud that if the commune was that strict about sex, Lily is probably still a virgin then... but, he asks, has she ever at least masturbated?

Lily is shocked by the change, recoiling away from him. She finally states that she's REALLY uncomfortable about all this and doesn't think he's the right fit for her needs. She makes for the door but Aiden speaks up again in a cold drawl. 'You COULD leave, if you want. I certainly won't stop you. Just know that I'm the ONLY one that can help you get what you need to start a new life. No one else will help you if I exaggerate a few things in my notes here...' Lily exclaims that he can't do that. He counters that he CAN and WILL.

She's horrified and torn. 'No, I HAVE to protect Emily... I have to get her AWAY from all this...' Aiden smiles darkly as he undoes his pants and removes his cock. 'If YOU cooperate, I can help make sure you BOTH get the new life you've dreamed of. You can be together and HAPPY for the rest of your lives...' he teases.

Lily tries not to stare at the cock, since it's her first time seeing one, shocked by everything that's happening. She backs up as he approaches until her back is against the nearest wall. 'What are you doing?? No, I-I can't do this...' she stammers. He asks if she's REALLY going to let her dear little sister down like that? He said he'd help her and he plans to keep his promise. Now she has a choice to make.

She finally reluctantly agrees to have sex with him if it means securing a better future. She nervously drops to her knees and parts her lips while looking up at him. He mockingly says that she's made the right choice and that her sister should be SO PROUD of her for being so brave...

INDECENT EXPOSURE
PSYCHIATRIST MANIPULATES GIRL AFRAID OF SEX INTO SLEEPING WITH HIM

Jane (Ella Knox) waits in the reception area of Dr. Bishop's home office. She is very nervous and agitated. The door to Dr. Bishop's office slowly creaks open. Dr. Bishop (Alex Jones) emerges from the office, telling her to please come in. The camera follows her as she enters the office. Dr. Bishop closes the door and motions for her to sit down in a separate area of the office away from his desk where there are two chairs across from each other, mentioning she should get as comfortable as she likes. She sits in a chair that faces away from his desk. Dr. Bishop formally introduces himself. Jane nods but otherwise doesn't respond. 'I understand that you have been referred to me by Dr. Hill?' The girl nods shyly, yes, she utters. He continues, saying that as he understands it, Dr. Hill is retiring. That kind of change can be very disruptive to a patient's therapy, but he is here to make sure that the transition is smooth, Dr. Bishop continues, walking around behind the chair that she sits in. What brought her to therapy?, he asks. Jane looks a bit thrown off - doesn't he have her file?, she asks. Yes, but he wants to hear it in her own words, he says. Jane takes a deep breath. 'Well, Dr. Hill says I have a fear of...intimacy,' she says slowly. She's having trouble articulating her real issue to a stranger. 'I'm afraid of...sex,' Jane finally admits. 'Can you help me?,' Jane asks softly, hopeful. 'I assure you, this is exactly my area of expertise, and I will do EVERYTHING in my power to help you,' he says.

'Let's talk specifically about your phobia. Fear of sex. Do you have a guess as to how this started?' Jane fidgets and says 'no' evasively. 'And HAVE you had sex before? Or has your fear always stopped you before?' Dr. Bishop asks. Jane looks increasingly uncomfortable. Yes, she has, she says quietly, looking down at her lap. 'Can you tell me how old you were when you lost your virginity?' he asks. She guesses it must have been about...4 years ago? She's 22 now, so it was when she was 18, Jane answers. 'Describe it to me,' Dr. Bishop says after a moment, unzipping his fly again. Losing her virginity?! Does he really want her to describe it to him?, Jane asks incredulously. Yes, he says matter-of-factly, since she has a crippling fear of sex, they need to isolate the root cause of it, he says evenly, as unbeknownst to her, he unzips his fly and takes his dick out. He slowly inches it towards her face, but Jane is too in her own head to turn around and notice anything. 'And take your time, dear,' he finishes, 'we're in no hurry,'. Um...ok, Jane says reluctantly.

'My parents were out of town and my brother was having a party, and it...happened that night,' Jane says. Continue, Dr. Bishop says. 'Well, the party was really fun, and I went to my room for a minute to touch up my make-up and...someone came in...it was this guy I knew. We had both had had a few....well let's just say we both had had a few, and I guess that gave him the courage to tell me that he had a crush on me, and before I knew it, things were out of control and I was...naked with him, and...it happened,' Jane says, exhaling loudly as she bites her nails. Please, be specific, Dr. Bishop prompts, pacing slowly behind her as he holds his cock and lightly waves it close to her, coming extremely close to her head, but not touching it. He tells her that to help, she can perform a relaxation exercise as she recounts the story. He tells her to lay her head on the back of the chair and close her eyes, and to focus on nothing but her words as she speaks. Jane does as she's told. Dr. Bishop lays his hand on her shoulder, offering her words of support as he continues to stroke his hard dick with his other hand. After a moment, Jane speaks. 'We started kissing, and he...took off my shirt, and then...I just did it cause I felt like...I had to,' Jane says, her voice quivering with emotion. Abruptly he pulls his cock away and efficiently puts his dick back into his pants, zipping up as he says 'That can be enough for now, Jane. Please open your eyes.'

Jane opens her eyes and turns in her chair to look at him. He leans on the edge of his desk, smiling kindly. 'Take a deep breath, I know that was hard, but you're safe,' Dr. Bishop says. Jane exhales loudly, trying to steady herself after reliving the memory. The doctor remarks this was clearly an incredibly painful and traumatic experience, and in admitting what occurred that night, she has already made significant progress, he says. He is more convinced than ever that that night is the source of her phobia and he now feels comfortable recommending an appropriate course of treatment, Dr. Bishop says. 'Are you familiar with 'Exposure Therapy'?', he asks.

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Jane shakes her head. No, she doesn't know what that is. He will explain, he says. 'Exposure therapy is the practice of exposing someone to what they fear the most, demystifying the fear and thus removing it. You have been afraid of sex ever since that experience, so what exposure therapy means for you is that you need to have sex once more, to face that fear, and to overcome it. I believe that this is the only suitable course of action for you,' Dr. Bishop says smoothly. Jane's eyes go wide and her lip begins to tremble. No, no, no, she can't do that, she WON'T do that, she can't just will herself to have sex with some guy!, Jane stammers frantically, clearly terrified at the very thought of it. 'Oh please do not misunderstand me, I'm not suggesting that you engage in some sordid 'one-night-stand'. Exposure therapy must be administered very carefully and under the supervision of a professional, thus I am recommending that I be the one to...administer your therapy,' Dr. Bishop says confidently and matter-of-factly. Jane's jaw drops. 'You want ME to...with YOU?! Are you crazy?? No way,' Jane exclaims.

Dr. Bishop moves towards her. He smiles down coldly. 'I do not take this lightly and only recommend this because I truly believe that this is the correct treatment, but let me be very clear: if you do not want to do this, which is, of course, your right...' at this Dr. Bishop lays a hand firmly on her shoulder. She flinches a bit, but his grip is tight. He continues speaking. 'I'd only see one possible future for you: you would walk out of this office and resolve that you will fix your problem on your own. And maybe you will have some progress at first, but you will eventually revert back to all your old fears, all your old phobias, and you will live the rest of your life terrified. You will not be able to maintain relationships or experience any sort of closeness and ultimately any true pleasure. Before you even realize it, your life will be over. You will die alone, with no one by your side. And that future, for you or for any of my patients? That is MY greatest fear,' Dr. Bishop says. Jane looks confused, wrestling with what he has just told her. 'You can't know that this is what's going to happen!' Jane says, almost pleads. He has been a psychiatrist for almost 15 years and his experience tells him that this is exactly what will happen, he says patiently. 'Don't you want to be happy?' he asks. Jane still seems uncertain but looks up at him with a hopefulness, as if to say: please, please help me. 'Ok, if you promise that it will help me,' she says softly and reluctantly.

Dr. Bishop asks Jane to stand up and face him. Mentioning that any sexual encounter begins with the participants getting naked, he tells her to remove her clothes. Nervously she strips down, exposing her huge tits. Dr. Bishop tells her to lie down on his desk. She hesitantly complies and he spreads her legs, getting his first look at her tight pussy. He lowers his face to it, burying his tongue in her juicy mound. Jane is still uncertain, but can't deny how good his tongue feels on her clit and moans loudly. As she gets more and more into it, Dr. Bishop eats her pussy hungrily. Soon, it's time for the next phase of her treatment, and Dr. Bishop has Jane get on her knees as he frees his cock from his pants.

But Jane's therapy is just beginning, and before her fear of sex is cured, Dr. Bishop is going to expose her to things that she never even DREAMED of...

Nominated - Best Actor - Featurette: Michael Vegas, AVN 2020

FACE TO FACE
WOMAN USES JOB AS REPORTER TO GET CLOSE TO AN ACCUSED PSYCHOPATH

Scene opens on the interior of a car. A young woman, Lois Brown (Whitney Wright), is the sole occupant and driver, and we watch over her shoulder as she pulls up to a house. She stops the car and turns it off. The camera pans down to see that her hands are shaking. She takes a deep breath, steadies herself. 'You can do this,' she says to herself and gets out of the car. She walks up the driveway to the door of the house and hesitates another moment before ringing the doorbell. After a second, the door opens and a man, James Stinson (Michael Vegas), stands there. He looks at her, appraising her in an almost predatory way. 'You must be Lois?' he asks with a tone of wary caution. Yes, and he must be Mr. Stinson, Lois says with a polite and professional smile. Oh, she can call him James, he says. A bit young for a reporter, no? She flashes him a polite, detached smile and says maybe, she's 22 but people always say she has an old soul. He nods and then realizes he's still blocking the doorway - But where are his manners? Please, come in, he says, waving her in. She follows him into the house, a modest, clean and well-kept abode.

So where does she want to do this?, he asks, a hint of discomfort creeping into his voice. Wherever he feels comfortable, she says politely but not warmly... how about the living room?, she suggests. He agrees and they sit down in the living room. He takes a seat and she sits in a chair across from him with a table between them. She takes out her cell phone and opens up a voice recording app. Does he mind if she records this?, Lois asks. No, please do, he doesn't want to be misquoted, he's had enough of that - he chuckles, not because it was funny but to fill the awkward silence following his comment. Great, she says after a pause, pressing the record button on the app and places the phone on the table between them. 'So let's start with the obvious: why now? Why grant your first face-to-face interview to a small college newspaper after all this time not speaking to the press?' Lois asks. He considers the question. Well, it's simple: in all this time, she's not the first reporter to call him on the anniversary of the crime, but she IS the first reporter to call him and tell him that she believes he's not guilty, and offer to tell his side of the story, he says. But he WAS acquitted of the crime he was accused of, so what guilt is he referring to?, Lois probes. As she knows, the case was all over the news, day and night, and even though he was found not guilty, most people believe that he is guilty and the verdict was wrong, James says. Guilty until proven innocent in the public eye, he says bitterly. And he's never been able to shake that stigma, people just don't look at him in the same way since then, he adds resentfully. It's a lonely existence. 'Maybe we can try to dispel some of that stigma once the public hears your side of the story. So I ask you, on the record: Are you guilty?' Lois asks. He smiles sadly back at her. 'Am I guilty?' he asks her. He takes a deep sigh. There is a tense moment of silence. Once again, something dark and predatory flashes across his face. 'Yes...I am,' he says, his smile gone.

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Resuming the interview, Lois looks stunned at James's admission. 'I am guilty...guilty of being in the wrong place at the wrong time,' James clarifies. He happened to be at the club that night, and he happened to be the last person seen with... James says, trailing off, blanking at the victim's name. 'Darlene Davis,' Lois says, enunciating the name carefully. Yes that's right, it was a long time ago...and he has tried to put the whole episode behind him, being at the club that night, being at the wrong place at the wrong time...that ruined his life, James says. So how does he explain Darlene's DNA on his shirt?, Lois probes, adding that the police claim that this happened during the crime. The same way he explained it to the police, with the truth: she had a nosebleed when she was dancing with him, James says. But the press got a hold of that and used that to assume his guilt, he continues. What they didn't bother to report was that she was a known substance user prone to nosebleeds, he says.

'When they came to interview you because they saw you on the club's security footage, you consented to them searching your home, where they discovered the shirt with DNA evidence, which then led to your arrest and trial. If the DNA on the shirt was from an innocent nosebleed as you claim, why didn't you just tell the police about it instead of hiding the shirt for them to find, and for that matter, why did you consent to the search in the first place if you had evidence hidden away that would incriminate you?' Lois asks. Well, because he didn't feel that he had anything to hide, James says smoothly, for example why would he even think that shirt was evidence to a crime at the time unless he was the one who committed it? When he left the woman, she was still alive. But, she continues, if he had nothing to hide, why did he initially lie to the police about where he was after the club that night?, Lois asks skeptically. He didn't have an alibi that night, he just came home alone, and he's seen enough movies to know that it's really easy for cops to pin something on someone who can't account for their whereabouts, so he told them he went to get a burger instead, James says. Stupid mistake, he says regretfully. A stupid mistake that he's replayed over and over in his mind every day since then, he adds. But he can see why that story sounds a little thin right?, Lois asks. Especially since the route he claims to have taken home from the club that night is the least direct way to get home and HAPPENS to be one that doesn't have traffic cams in that area of town, she adds. He looks at her silently. Can she turn off the recording for a moment please?, he asks softly. Oh um, yes, sure, Lois stutters, caught off guard. She turns it off. Lois...he thought that this interview was going to give him the opportunity to shed some light on his innocence, so why does this feel like the same old assumption of guilt that he's used to?, he asks, leaning close to her, resting his elbows on his knees in a vaguely threatening way. 'Because if this is just about pushing my guilt, if you're hiding something from me...we're going to have...a problem,' James says, that same carnivorous look crossing his features again. Lois shifts in her chair nervously. No...it's not about that at all, even though she believes in his innocence, she still has to do her job and ask all the tough questions, she says anxiously. There is a tense moment while he considers her answer. Ok..let's keep going then, he says finally. Lois exhales sharply and resumes recording.

So getting back to the night of the crime: to help clear up any misconceptions, why doesn't he recount that night for her?, Lois suggests gently. Well, he was in the mood to go out, but all of his friends were busy, so he decided to go to the club alone and that's where he met Darlene; they danced for a little while, and then he went home, alone, James says quickly. There's really not much more to explain other than that, he adds. And what was Darlene like?, asks Lois, He doesn't really remember, he only danced with her for a short time and didn't really get to know her, he answers. So he didn't get a sense of her AT ALL?, a sense of what...Darlene was like?, Lois asks. Was she kind, did she seem happy? Why the great interest in Darlene?, James asks, his brow furrowed in suspicion. Just trying to get a sense of the victim is all, Lois says quickly. Hmmm, well he can't really help her there because like he said, he didn't get to know her, James says. But she did have a reputation around the neighborhood, she was known as kind of...he doesn't want to be rude here but...kind of a whore who would do ANYTHING for a fix, he says offhandedly. Upon hearing this, Lois looks a little rattled. At the time, some people were even saying that she...got what she deserved, James says softly. Lois looks a little sick when she hears his last answer and abruptly excuses herself, saying that she has to use the bathroom.

In the bathroom, she splashes water on her face and pats it down with a towel, regaining her composure. Keep it together, almost there, just this one last thing to do, she says to herself, breathing heavily. She takes another moment to steady herself, draws in a deep breath and exits the bathroom. Back in the living room, she goes to sit beside James on the couch. She apologizes for rushing out like that, adding that it must have been something she ate. He tells her not to worry about it. She smiles. What she would like to do now is shift gears and get...inside his head a bit, she says. Is that why she came to sit next to him, because things are about to get...personal?, he asks, with a slightly nervous edge as he looks away from her. Would that be ok?, she asks. He's not sure if getting personal is...a good idea, he says, looking back at her as a sinister expression invades his features for a moment. It passes quickly. Lois clears her throat. She's sure that this is best for the interview, so...is it ok if she continues?, she asks patiently. He nods. Ok, so when he was accused of this horrible crime, how did that make him feel?, she asks. Well...he felt...scared...angry...alone, James says slowly. She can relate, her mother passed away when she was a little girl and she can remember the intense feelings of isolation, like she was the only one in the world who felt these things, Lois says sympathetically. He is surprised to see her turn off the recording. And there were other feelings, other, more...disturbing thoughts that she had that made her feel even more alone, she continues. It was like a...darkness growing inside of her, and it scared her, but she didn't want to run away from it, she wanted to run towards it, she continues. She looks at James in the eyes. 'I think you know exactly what kind of...darkness I'm talking about,' Lois continues softly. 'You share that same darkness inside of you, don't you James?,' she asks. And he acted on that darkness, Lois says. James finally catches on. Does she think that he IS guilty?!, he asks looking betrayed. He thought---James starts, but Lois cuts him off. She doesn't THINK anything: she has ABSOLUTELY no doubt in her mind that he is guilty of this crime, Lois says.

What the fuck--he knew this had to be bullshit, she's just like all the other reporters, James says, getting up from the couch in frustration. That's just it, she's NOT like all the other reporters, Lois says... in a sense, she became a reporter just to get to this moment. To speak with him. Sure, she lied to him about believing that he didn't commit the crime, but she knew that was the only way he'd agree to meet her, and she NEEDED to meet him face to face, she feels that there is a connection, a...bond between them, Lois continues. He didn't- he begins. She waves him off. There's no need to put on any masks anymore, he can be his true self around her. She's here because she wants him to tell her---no, SHOW her, everything about that night, Lois continues breathlessly. She seems to be getting turned on as she speaks, but she exhales sharply as she finishes her last sentence, betraying a nervousness underneath her bluster of passion. This nervousness passes almost immediately, and James is too distracted to notice the subtle inconsistencies in Lois's demeanor. What kind of a sick fucking fantasy is this?! James asks incredulously. It's no fantasy, it's what she came here to share with him, Lois says. No, he can't do that, James says, shaking his head. Please!, Lois says fiercely, grabbing at his shirt. She needs to know!, Lois says feverishly, practically banging on his chest. He pulls her hands away from him. Stop this!, he says, resisting. 'SHOW. ME.' she enunciates firmly, bringing her face inches away from his. He can't resist anymore. 'Is this what you want?! Is THIS WHAT YOU WANT?!' James yells, ripping her blouse open roughly, the buttons hitting the floor. 'Yes, oh god yes,' gasps Lois.

As he tears her clothes off and buries his face hungrily in Lois' pink pussy, Stinson unleashes his inner-maniac. Will Lois get more than she bargained for? Maybe...but what James doesn't know is that Lois has a secret of her own...

WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS!?
SADISTIC BOYFRIEND MAKES GIRLFRIEND SEDUCE HER STEPMOM UNDER THREAT OF EVICTION

Scene opens on Alison (Emma Hix), who is in her living room, pacing nervously. She is clearly worried about something. She hears a knock at the door and hurries to answer it. Her boyfriend Bradley (Lucas Frost) is there. He greets her, kissing her on the cheek as he walks into the house like he owns the place. He loudly sits down on the couch and puts his feet on the coffee table obnoxiously. So tonight's the night huh?, Bradley leers at Alison. 'I don't think I can do this,' she says worriedly, still standing. Baby, come here, he says, motioning for her to sit on the couch next to him. When she moves to sit down, he instead grabs her around the waist and pulls her onto his lap. She lets out a surprised gasp. 'Baby, you know I love you right?' he asks smoothly. She says 'yeah' quietly. And he's not making her do anything she doesn't want to do, right?, he says. It's her choice, but she knows what's going to happen if she doesn't do it, he continues, raising his eyebrow. Her eyes go wide as she stares at him, frozen. 'I don't want that to happen, but if you don't do what we agreed on, I WILL make sure it happens', Bradley says icily. But don't even worry, she's going to love it, he adds. She nods, still extremely nervous but clearly acquiescing to his demands. He looks her up and down like she's an object he's appraising. 'You look like a nice little slut,' he says, his formerly kind tone completely replaced by one that is vaguely sinister. He kisses her hard. 'Are you my little slut?' he asks her. Yeah baby, she responds. 'And you're gonna eat her fucking pussy right, aren't you?' he asks, reaching around and grabbing her ass. 'Yes baby,' she says, gasping. 'Fuck yeah you are...and I'm gonna watch you do it,' he says. Just then, they hear a key being inserted into the lock. 'And there she is now. She has no idea what we have planned for her tonight,' he says, a sleazy grin plastering his face. The door opens and Connie (Sarah Vandella) walks in. Immediately, Bradley separates himself from Alison and his sleazy grin transforms into a polite and welcoming smile. Connie smiles and says hello. 'Hi...Mom,' Alison says.

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Cut to the dinner table, where the three have just finished eating dinner. 'That was delicious, Connie,' Bradley says. 'Oh thank you Brad,' Connie returns his grin. 'It's Bradley,' he corrects her, the agreeable and positive image he projects faltering for a moment as an edge of anger creeps into his voice. Oh, she's sorry, she forgot, Connie says, somewhat taken aback by the glimpse of what lies beneath Bradley's surface. That's ok!, Bradley says, flashing her a charming grin as he snaps back to his friendly appearance. Alison seems distracted, perhaps focused on the task that lays ahead of her. 'And how's the house? Everything good here?', Bradley asks, waving his hand around the room. Connie tells him that it's wonderful and thanks Bradley again for everything he's done. It was so tough after the accident, with her husband gone...and of course she couldn't work anymore...,Connie says sadly. Bradley nods, pretending to be sympathetic. So when Bradley came along, she was just so happy that Alison had someone, Connie continues. And then he arranged for his dad to help them with this place...Connie continues. 'You've really been a godsend,' Connie says to Bradley, smiling warmly at him. Oh it's really nothing, Bradley says with false modesty. 'It's not nothing. There's no way we'd be able to afford this place if your dad didn't own it and hadn't given us a discount on the rent,' Connie says appreciatively.

'It's no problem at all,' he says, with a faux sweet smile. 'Anything for my girl,' he adds, kissing Alison on the cheek but then leaning in close to her ear and whispering 'Do it now.' Alison looks at Bradley pleadingly. Connie begins to clear her plate, putting her napkin and cutlery on it, so is too distracted to see the exchange between Connie and Bradley. Bradley, through gritted teeth, motions her to get on with it. Alison takes a deep breath. 'Mom...there's something I wanted to talk to you about...something...private,' Alison says hesitantly. Sure, what's going on honey?, Connie asks brightly. Well..., Alison clears her throat, trailing off. Bradley, playing his part, steps in. Why don't they go to Connie's bedroom, where they can speak privately and he can wash the dishes while they talk?, Bradley suggests. That's so nice, thank you Bradley, Connie says. Connie and Alison get up and leave the room. Bradley pretends to shuffle the dishes around, watching Alison and Connie as they leave. He listens for a moment, and once he's satisfied that they're in Connie's bedroom, he leaves the kitchen. Cut to an over-the-shoulder shot of Bradley as he quietly creeps down the hall, arriving at the open door of Connie's bedroom.

We see Alison and Connie talking as he watches. They are sitting on Connie's bed together. So what is it honey?, Connie asks. Alison is frozen in nervousness. 'I've been having these...thoughts lately Mom,' Alison says, looking up at her mom. What kind of thoughts?, asks Connie. 'Thoughts about...you,' Alison says slowly. 'Thoughts about me? What does that mean exactly?' Connie asks, a little wary. 'I've just started to...look at you differently. I mean, you're so...beautiful,' Alison says. 'I just....I think I love you,' Alison says. 'I love you too honey. Even though I'm not your biological mom, you don't ever need to doubt that,' Connie says tenderly. 'No no I mean...I'm IN love with you,' Alison says. Here we go, Bradley whispers to himself, fondling his crotch in anticipation, seal the deal baby.

'Oh my god,' Connie says softly, her mouth wide in shock. 'I know I'm your stepmom Alison, but for all intents and purposes, I'm still your MOM, and there are boundaries that mothers and daughters don't cross,' Connie says patiently and firmly. 'You do understand that, don't you honey?' Connie asks. 'I know Mom, I'm not a kid. I'm 18-years-old, I get how these things work, but I just...I can't deny how I feel. I had to tell you: I want to be with you,' Alison says, putting her hand on Connie's knee. Oh no, no Connie laments, they can't do this, it's completely inappropriate. Connie softly removes Alison's hand from her leg. 'I know how lonely you've been since my dad died,' Alison says, sliding her hand under Connie's skirt between her legs. Connie removes Alison's hand from under her skirt. 'Alison, stop this right now! What's gotten into you?! Your boyfriend is right downstairs!' Connie says fiercely. 'I don't care,' Alison whispers desperately and again slips her hand between her mom's legs. Despite her misgivings, Connie is clearly thirsting for human touch and doesn't resist this time. She gasps as Alison rubs her pussy while she kisses Connie's neck. However, she seems just about to come to her senses and push Alison away when seeing this, Bradley chooses this moment to make his entrance, pretending that he just stumbled upon the scene by accident. 'Just wanted to---oh my god!,' he exclaims.

Connie snaps her eyes open, abruptly moving away from her daughter. Connie looks horrified. Alison doesn't look surprised to see Bradley since this was all part of the plan. Connie exhales loudly, smoothing out her skirt. 'Bradley this isn't---' she stammers. 'Oh please. I know exactly what this is,' he says with a smarmy tone and plops down into the chair that faces the bed. 'Carry on,' he says with a dismissive wave of his hand. 'C-carry on?! Nothing was happening, I swear to you Bradley, we were just talking and then suddenly...,' Connie says frantically. Bradley insists that he knows what he saw. Connie and Alison are going to get back to what they were doing when he came in, Bradley says. 'And I'm going to sit right here. And I'm going to watch,' Bradley says. 'Just like we talked about, right baby?' he asks Alison. Alison doesn't answer, instead looking down at her lap, deeply ashamed. Connie looks at her daughter. 'You...knew about this?! So all that talk about being in love with me,...that was all to get me to do this with you...for HIM?!' she asks Alison. Alison looks up from her lap to her mom. 'Please Mom I--,' Alison begins, but Bradley cuts her off. Fucking right she knew about it, he wanted them to put on a little show, so he told Alison that she needed to make it happen, Bradley says. 'And Alison does what I say. Because she knows exactly what the consequences will be if she doesn't,' Bradley says threateningly. 'You're disgusting, get the fuck out of my house!' Connie yells at Bradley angrily.

Well, he guesses he'll have to tell her about those consequences then, Bradley says. 'You see, that's just it. This ISN'T your house,' Bradley says calmly. Connie's brow furrows as she contemplates the implications of his question. 'That's right, it's not, it's my father's property,' Bradley continues. And his father loves him very much, so if Bradley asks him to, he'll evict Connie and Alison so fast that it'll make their fucking heads spin, Bradley says. 'So I suggest...that you both...Take. Off. Your. Fucking. Clothes,' Bradley says menacingly. There is a long silence. 'You seemed so...nice,' Connie says, almost to herself as she shakes her head in disbelief. He is nice, he just gets...bored sometimes, Bradley says absently. 'You're doing this because you're BORED?! How can you be so cruel?' Connie asks softly, horrified. Who knows really?, Bradley asks rhetorically. Maybe it's because he's rich and entitled?, or because he likes being in control?, or because his mommy left him when he was a little baby?, Bradley asks gleefully, mock crying as he mentions his mommy. Or maybe it's just because...why the fuck not? laughs Bradley sadistically. 'So you have a choice: Are you going to hit the sheets or hit the streets?' Bradley asks. 'Hit the streets or hit the sheets? That's pretty good huh? I came up with it while I was driving over here!' Bradley laughs. So what's it gonna be?, he asks, his laughter stopping abruptly. Connie looks at Bradley with pure rage and terror. Realizing that she only really has one option, she turns to Alison. She puts her hand on her daughter's knee and leans in reluctantly for a kiss. 'No, stop. I need to hear you say it, otherwise, it's no fun. Is this what you want?' Bradley asks. Yes, Connie says quietly through gritted teeth. Yes baby, Alison says numbly. 'Good choice,' Bradley says. 'Now, Connie? Fuck your fucking slut daughter please,' Bradley says evenly. Flashing Bradley a look of hatred, Connie turns to her daughter. They begin to kiss and Alison slides down between her mom's legs, slipping her panties off. Alison licks Connie's clit hungrily as her mom gasps, unable to conceal her pleasure while Bradley watches.

But they'll find out soon enough that Bradley wants to do a lot more than just watch, and Bradley ALWAYS gets what he wants...

Nominated - Best Art Direction, AVN 2020

Nominated - Best Special Effects, AVN 2020

EYES IN THE SKY
COUPLE TAKEN BY ALIENS AND MADE TO STAR IN LIVE SEX SHOWS

SCENE OPENS on an empty suitcase sitting in the middle of a woman's bed. While the radio plays in the background, items get tossed in as Alex (Adriana Chechik), a 21-year-old college student, hurriedly packs for the weekend. It's her anniversary with Derek (Seth Gamble), her boyfriend of several years. He's booked a cottage up north and she couldn't be more excited to get away from school and her roommates for some quality time alone.

She wipes the frame, packing and repacking items including clothes, underwear, hiking boots, a book of erotica and box of condoms, and an anniversary card she made for him. She wants it to be a special weekend. As she frets over the final items, the camera pulls out to reveal her fully for the first time. A car honks in the driveway and Alex's roommate calls out -- 'Derek's here!' She zips up her bag and, with a big smile on her face, turns off the radio, exits her room and rushes to the front door. Derek is waiting outside, by his car, and the camera lingers as she runs out, gives him a big hug, and gets inside.

A birds-eye shot of Derek's car driving down a tree-lined road, occasionally passing other vehicles. After a few moments of ambiance, an overlay of Alex's voice cuts in. She is playing a trivia game and Derek is trying to guess the correct answers.

CUT TO a closer birds-eye shot of Derek's car isolated on the road, as the sounds of the couple playing and laughing over their game are heard. Finally, Derek loses and tells his girlfriend jokingly to turn the app off.

CUT TO inside the car. Alex closes her phone and looks out the window at the trees passing. The sun is starting to set behind them and she smiles at the beauty of it all.

CUT TO a front-mounted car shot. Derek notices his girlfriend's gaze and starts to talk up the cottage he rented. It's rustic but right by a lake and near many hiking trails. He just knows she's going to love it. Best of all, there is a hot tub on the deck! Alex turns back to him and squeezes his hand. 'I love you,' she says affectionately. 'I love you back,' Derek says leaning in to give her a kiss. They keep driving for a few moments in silence, as the camera cuts between angles. Alex thinks about what she packed -- the book of erotica she plans to ask Derek to read to her, the lingerie she purchased for tonight. She bites her lip in anticipation and sneaks a glance at her boyfriend's lap while he drives. Maybe she should start their celebration a little early?

'Hey, pull over for a moment,' she coos in his ear. 'Why? I want to get there before dark and we're still over an hour away,' he replies, not getting the hint. Alex grabs his crotch. 'Not even for a little road head?' She whispers flirtatiously. Derek looks down at her hand before a smile crosses his face. He shakes his head and pulls the car to the side of the road.

CUT TO a profile shot of the parked car in front of the woods. Inside, Alex is unbuckling Derek's pants while he leans his head back. This weekend is starting off perfectly, he thinks to himself as he braces for her mouth. But something suddenly catches his eye. A red glowing light in the trees just past their car. He stops his girlfriend and pulls her back up to her seat. 'Do you see that?' He says, pointing. Alex looks in the direction of his finger at the ominous crimson glow. It's almost pulsating. 'What the hell is that?' She asks quietly.

Derek zips himself up quickly and gets out of the car. Alex rushes out beside him. 'What are you doing?' She asks nervously. He hushes her. 'What if its an ambulance or something? Maybe someone's hurt. Just stay there. I'll be right back.' The boyfriend disappears into the woods, leaving Alex alone on the roadside. The sun has fallen behind the trees and it is getting dark. Crickets chirp loudly, and she shivers, not knowing whether to get back inside or not. She calls out a few times but no reply.

Finally, Derek yells: 'Babe, come here ... you've got to see this!' A dolly zoom emphasizes Alex's reaction as she sees her boyfriend step out with something very unusual dripping in his hands. They are covered in red slime and he is holding what look like large fish eggs. Alex carefully walks over to examine them. As she leans in, the eggs pop and fizzle like something frying. The smell is horrible. 'Gross! What are those?' She asks Derek. 'And why did you get them all over your hands -- what if they're toxic?' Derek's eye gleam, his adrenaline pumping, as he tells her that he found a whole nest of them. They are cooking or something, maybe incubating, under a light that's coming from the sky! They must be on classified land - like you read about online. Government tests. She has to see it. He grabs her hand and pulls her into the trees.

CUT TO a pile of eggs, oozing in slime and membranes, underneath a red spotlight. Derek crouches down beside them and starts poking at them with a stick. Each time the stick strikes one, it makes a buzzing noise, almost like an electrode. Alex is extremely nervous. 'Stop that,' she whispers. 'You don't know what you're doing!' Derek tells her to relax. He's held one. They are clearly harmless. And they seem to be multiplying. 'What?' Alex mouths in fear. Alex points the stick to the middle of the pile, where a cluster of smaller eggs are growing. They are grouped close together and making a lot of static noise. From a low angle, Alex and Derek lean over the cluster as the static amplifies. 'Derek ...' Alex says slowly as the noise increases. 'They're moving.' Derek nods slowly. The static reaches a deafening pitch as the couple instinctively cover their ears and the red glow turns into a bright white light. Alex looks up just as the light blinds her and a shower of red eggs fall on them. Fade to white.

CUT TO a black chamber, illuminated only in the center by a small white spotlight. Alex and Derek lay like slugs, their bodies wrapped tightly in plastic-like cocoons. Only their unconscious faces are visible. The room creaks and echoes, as the distant sounds of inaudible conversation and movement are heard. It sounds like a crowd is gathering.

Alex slowly stirs, her eyes going wide in horror as she realizes her confinement. She gasps out Derek's name, barely making a sound, as he too regains consciousness. Their breaths quicken as they struggle to free themselves ... but they can't. Suddenly, the light goes out and the room goes black. There is a moment of silent panic before a loud cranking is heard and the ceiling starts to open up, letting colorful flashes of light pour in to illuminate the chamber.

On either corner of the small vapid space, two other humans (Kristen Scott, Ryan McLane) lay curled up and motionless in fetal positions. They are naked and covered in slime. The couple stare up into the lights, horrified, as the distant sounds grow closer. Pops, whizzes, screeches, hisses, and unrecognizable voices fill the room from the ceiling. The voices sound excited and boisterous but are not in any language that Derek and Alex can recognize. Soon, an even louder alien voice comes over a speaker and the crowd fall silent. In a bone-chilling tongue, it begins to speak and, as it talks in pops and clicks, the crowd erupts into more hisses, banging, and cheers. The lights beam down on the couple as they wriggle.

The two humans in the corner suddenly stand up, as if instructed by the speaker. They crawl towards each other and over top of the couple. Without saying anything, they begin to have sex. Their bodies slap together, and they moan while the faceless crowd cheers on from above. Alex and Derek try to say something, but nothing comes out of their mouths. The man pounds the woman until she is just about to orgasm and the crowd hushes itself to listen. She lets out a large moan before falling back on top of the couple. The crowd erupts triumphantly, and the lights roll up as the ceiling closes again with a crank, leaving only a small spotlight left in the darkness.

Alex and Derek start to writhe frantically but are surprised when the other couple quickly hush them. They have snapped out of whatever state they were in and appear normal. 'Be quiet, we don't know how long we have,' the man says, his hand clasped over Alex's mouth. His partner gets up and starts chewing at the side of Derek's cocoon to release him, while the man pats Alex's head sympathetically. 'It only takes a few minutes to get you out,' he reassures her.

Soon, Derek is loose, and the trio help to get Alex out of her casing. When they are both free, the couple embrace and hold each other tightly, while Derek demands to know what is going on from the others. The man steps forward and explains that they don't know how long they've been here, but they know they're being watched. 'We're like some kind of fucked up puppets to them,' the woman chimes in bitterly. 'And they all love a good show!' Alex shakes her head in confusion. 'Why were you having sex?' She asks meekly. The woman stares at her coldly. 'We do whatever that voice tells us to do, that's how we've lasted' the man replies. 'Well, what the fuck is it saying?' Derek cuts in, his voice raising.

A loud crank deafens the room and the ceiling opens again, letting the flashing lights and sounds of cheering back in. Alex stares up, squinting to see. 'What do you want from us?' She screams. The voice on the speaker chimes in, saying something inaudible. All of a sudden, Alex stops. She nods and, turning to her boyfriend, says 'yes' before dropping to her knees to begin blowing the other man. Derek goes to break them up, furious, when the other woman latches onto his cock as well and starts sucking. The men both begin to moan, as the woman suck harder and harder. The voice on the speaker speaks again, its voice raising and almost angry, as the crowds begin to whisper amongst themselves. They don't seem pleased. The men moan loader and Derek is just about to cum when suddenly, the lights are cut.

The two couples fall back down to the floor, breathing heavily. Alex's mind is racing. She knew what she was doing. She agreed to what she was doing. But it felt as if something was inside of her the whole time motivating her actions. She starts trying to piece it all together. Was it a terrorist attack? Are they now being held at some kind of prison camp? Derek jumps in with his own theory. Maybe they're having an allergic reaction to the stuff that he found, and this is all just a dream or hallucination.

The other couple shake their heads. 'They're not human,' the woman says. 'We think it's like an alien game show ... or a boxing match,' the man adds. Derek threatens to deck him for stepping in on his girl. 'Hit me all you like,' he snarls. 'It won't do anyone any good. They hate us guys anyway ... we're the first to die.' The woman breaks them up and urges them to be quiet. They need each other to survive. They have to try to get out of here.

Alex asks her to explain what they meant by a game show. 'The lights come on and it's like a curtain is lifted so the spectacle can begin,' She says. 'We don't know how many are up there but it's like a fucking stadium!' The man adds that it seems as if they are placing bets on who will cum first. And they always want the women to win. If a guy cums, the host comes and takes him away. 'The host?' Derek asks. 'The one on the loudspeaker,' the woman replies.

Alex, meanwhile, has been quietly listening and pacing. 'How many other people have you seen here?' She asks. The couple look at each other in desperation. '18 to 20 ... but we're the only ones who've survived,' the man replies. 'And they only ever come down here if a guy, you know, finishes first?' She asks. They nod. 'What do they look like?' Derek whispers. The man turns to him. 'Like the devil!' He says, terrified. Alex bites her lip before turning to the group and saying, 'Have you ever tried to trick them?'

CUT TO a loud crank. The ceiling opens again, letting the flashing lights and sounds of cheering back in. The voice on the speaker chimes in and the crowd erupts in excitement. Alex finds herself spinning around to drop to all fours, ass up in the air, her hands spreading her cheeks frantically to expose her pussy. Derek drops to his knees to enter her while the woman crawls underneath him to lick her pussy as well. The other man puts his dick in Alex's mouth, which she begins to suck furiously. She finds herself getting crazier and crazier, moaning loudly to the excitement of the crowds. This is exactly what they want, she thinks to herself. So, she makes herself even louder, grabbing the man's shaft and working it with both her hands and her mouth. It cannot go deeper down her throat. She mouths at Derek to pound her, fuck her harder. He does obediently, his eyes transfixed by what is happening before him. This seems to be revving up the crowd to an uncontrollable pitch.

Suddenly, just as she is about to cum, Alex screams 'NOW!' at the top of her lungs.

IT'S NOT YOU
CLOSETED LESBIAN COAXED INTO STRAIGHT SEX WITH BOYFRIEND

SCENE OPENS on a teen woman Sheena (Aidra Fox) standing in her bedroom. 'Billy, I have something to tell you...' she says to an unseen recipient, clearly struggling with the words. 'I'm a lesbian.' She waits with a pause, but there's no response - after a couple of seconds, the camera cuts wider to reveal that she's in fact practicing in front of a mirror. She sighs in exasperation, and mutters to herself that it's too blunt. 'Billy,' she tries again in a slightly different tone, 'you know that I love you, right? But... I can't, like, LOVE love you. Because... I love women. UGH!' She continues to get more and more frustrated as she practices coming out in different ways in front of the mirror, none of them sounding right to her. Eventually she gets so upset that she hits the side of her fist against the wall with a large smack. She swears to herself as she shakes off the pain and paces around the room. She shoots a look over to her cell phone, which is laying conspicuously in the middle of her perfectly made bed, dead center. It seems to stare at her, and she stares back in hesitation for several seconds. Finally, with a burst of nervous energy she picks up the phone and dials a number.

As the phone rings, Sheena bites her thumb and shakes her legs restlessly. On the third ring, her boyfriend Billy (Robby Echo) picks up. 'Hey babe,' we hear his voice say casually on the other end of the line. 'Hey bab- hey Billy,' Sheena replies, obviously uncomfortable with using their usual terms of endearment towards him. He asks her what's up, and she starts off with a variation of the speech she was practicing in the mirror. She asks him that he knows she loves him, right? He says yeah, of course, he loves her too. She says well, she has something to tell him. She goes on to say that she's figured some stuff out about herself, important stuff... she stops herself mid-sentence, and asks to start over. She tells her he's very special to him, and she has some news to tell him. He replies with worry that she sounds serious - is it something bad? Thrown off by the question, she stutters that it's not bad, just... different.

Billy laughs nervously, 'Babe, you're not making much sense.' The conversation is silent on both ends, as Billy waits for a reply and Sheena takes a deep breath in, desperate for air, and puts her hand to her head frustrated with herself. After a moment, Billy asks if she's there. 'Yeah, I'm still here, sorry...' Sheena says in apology. She suggests maybe they can get together - this might be something better to talk about in person. Billy says sure, she can come to his place - his parents are up at the cottage all weekend so they'll have the place to themselves. That's good, Sheena says with relief, it's probably better that they're alone actually. They finalize plans for her to come over, and then say their goodbyes. 'Love you, babe,' Billy says on the other line. Sheena pauses, almost hanging up, but stops herself and puts her phone back to her ear. 'You too,' she says softly. She hangs up, and then tosses her phone to the side of the bed in dismay. She pulls a pillow from the head of her bed and pulls it towards her for comfort, curling up with it and stifling the urge to cry.

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Sheena is on the front porch of a house as the door opens and her boyfriend Billy opens the door. He moves in to kiss her but she deflects, scooping him into a hug instead. He's none the wiser, and hugs her back warmly before offering for her to come inside. As he leads her to his kitchen, he tells her that he was hoping she would call. He knows she's been really busy the past few weeks and they haven't had as much time to spend together, he's been trying not to be needy about it... but with his parents gone all weekend he was going to have a lot of time alone on his hands, so he's glad she reached out so they get a chance to be together for a bit.

They get settled in in the kitchen. Billy asks her if she wants a snack, and Sheena says no, she's fine thanks. Is she thirsty? he asks as a follow-up. A bit annoyed, she shakes her head and says no, then realizes she was being snappy and in a nicer tone she says she just wants HIM for a second.

Sheena starts a new speech, this time in a bit of a roundabout way. She explains that Billy's not just her boyfriend, he's her best friend. He says that she's his best friend too. She confesses that there's something that's been on her mind for a while... a new part of herself, and it took her a little while to understand what she was feeling, but now that she does, she wanted to share that part of herself with Billy before anybody else. Billy stops her - she doesn't need to say anything else. He's felt it too. Sheena looks surprised - he has? Billy nods reassuringly, and says that he didn't want to pressure her into saying or doing anything she wasn't ready for, but if she wants to, then he's ready too. They hold hands as Billy leads her to his bedroom, where they sit on the edge of the bed.

Sheena exhales with relief and a smile of disbelief. She's ready, she says. She closes her eyes, and takes a deep breath. Unbeknownst to her, Billy takes this as a sign to lean in and kiss her on the lips. Just as his lips are about to reach hers she opens her eyes to declare 'I'm gay.' She sees him inches away from her face.

Both recoil, upset at the confusion. Sheena asks what Billy was doing. Hurt and confused, he said he was about to kiss her. What does she mean, she's gay?! Sheena ignores his question, and asks why he was about to kiss her?! Billy pulls his hands away from hers and gets defensive, saying that he thought she was telling him she was ready to have sex. This upsets Sheena, and the two of them argue over his confusion towards what she said about 'sharing a new part of herself' - he thought she meant she had finally gotten over her hang-ups about having sex before marriage and was ready to be with him.

Welling up into tears, Sheena explains that she was trying to come out to him. She's felt so alone, she had nobody to tell and he's her best friend but he's also her boyfriend and she knew it would break his heart. Feeling betrayed, he asks how long she's known about this and didn't tell him. She tells him she's only felt certain about it for a few weeks, but in the back of her mind she's known something felt off since even before she was 18 and they started dating. Billy asks if that's why she's been avoiding him for the past few weeks, saying she's always busy when he wants to spend time with her. Sheena doesn't answer directly, but replies as she wipes back tears that she was looking for a way to tell him that wouldn't hurt his feelings. Billy tells her he was saving himself for her, because he loves her so much and because she said she wanted to wait until marriage. But that was a lie, wasn't it, she just didn't want to have sex with him. Sheena pleads with him - 'It's not you, Billy, it has nothing to do with you! You're the sweetest guy I ever met!' Billy doesn't meet her eyes, and Sheena continues, explaining that she tried for so long to convince myself she could be happy - THEY could be happy - together. But she was just fooling herself.

Billy looks up at her pleadingly. 'But... I love you,' he says. Sheena looks away. 'But I don't love you, Billy,' she explains, 'at least not in that way.' Billy looks stung, and replies more urgently - how does she even know that, though? It's not like she's ever tried?! Sheena insists that she just knows, she doesn't know how she knows but she knows. Billy starts to bargain in desperation, maybe if she tries it she'll actually find out she really likes it. Sheena mutters that she doesn't think it works that way. But she doesn't KNOW, Billy insists. Right? Isn't it worth a shot? Shouldn't she at least try it once before making up her mind, before she throws away everything they have together?

Sheena says nothing until Billy asks what Sheena's father will think. She's confused and asks him why does that matter? And how would he even find out? They lock eyes and Sheena realizes that Billy is not as sweet and caring as she thought he was. In order to stop him from telling her father, she will have to give in and give herself to him. But at the same time, maybe somehow she can prove to him through the ultimate betrayal of her own body that she's gay once and for all.

AND ALL THROUGH THE HOUSE
UNHINGED MALL SANTA GETS BACK AT EX-BOSS BY FUCKING DAUGHTER

Larry (Derrick Pierce) is being escorted down a hallway by security. He is wearing a Santa Claus outfit. He is nervous as he tries to make small talk with security, asking if they've finished their Christmas shopping yet, but he's ignored.

There is not a smile to be seen on Mr. Willis's face as the mall manager directs Larry to take a seat, gesturing to the chair across from the desk. Larry tries to start with small talk, spotting the framed picture of Mr. Willis's teenage daughter, Carrie Ann (Emily Willis), on the desk. He smiles and asks Mr. Willis how the daughter's doing? She just turned 18 a few weeks ago, right? Mr. Willis curtly responds with 'Yeah, she's 18, but I don't see what that has to do with anything,' and rotates the picture away from Larry, seemingly eager to end the conversation there.

Mr. Willis sternly tells Larry that he's been called in for more pressing matters. There's been a lot of complaints about his behaviour, particularly around female teenagers... Larry looks anxious as he watches Mr. Willis leisurely suck on a candy cane. He tells Mr. Willis that you can't believe anything that teenagers say, really -- they lie! He's sure that some of them were even purposely trying to get a rise out of him! He's been doing a GREAT job! The little ones love him -- there's no denying that. Their faces light up so much when he asks them what they want for Christmas...

Mr. Willis is not moved by Larry's attempts to sway the manager. The manager firmly asserts that they can't keep Larry as a mall Santa for any longer. It's a family establishment and the mall is not going to risk a scandal for some replaceable loser.

Where's Mr. Willis's Christmas spirit, Larry insists, begging for sympathy. Has has a family to provide for, too. It's right before Christmas! The boss tells Larry again that he needs to leave immediately. If he doesn't, Mr. Willis has no issue getting the cops involved.

'Oh, what, the MALL cops?' Larry mocks. He then tries to attack Mr. Willis, but the same security guard grabs him. Larry argues and shouts the whole time as he's dragged out, looking more and more unhinged, telling Mr. Willis that they're going to pay.

TITLE PLATE

CUT to outside later that day, when Mr. Willis returns home from work. When Mr. Willis is gone, Larry emerges from the backseat of the car with a crowbar.

Larry is decked in his full Santa suit except the beard, Larry himself looking slightly dirty and disheveled, and is slowly dragging a crowbar at his feet as he approaches Mr. Willis's house. He sees Mr. Willis and Carrie Ann through a front window. They look happy as they hang the last few decorations on a Christmas tree. They are talking to one another but we only see their lips moving. Carrie Ann is the main focus now, looking so cute and innocent in her Christmas PJs. Now he just has to wait...

When it becomes dark, Larry makes his move. To his surprise, the door is left unlocked and ajar, so he lets himself inside. He carefully creeps through the house, his eyes lingering on anything Christmas-related that paints the household as happy and normal. He stops by the Christmas tree and plucks a candy cane off a branch. Larry then continues stealthily through the house. He pauses briefly as he sees Mr. Willis sleeping in his bedroom, then continues on.

He still has his crowbar with him the whole time, lightly smacking it against his palm or tapping it against his leg as he walks. He continues down a hall, then reaches a door with girly decorations on it, which signals that it belongs to the daughter. He seems to deliberate for a moment - continue down the hall, or change his plans? - then seems to have a change of heart and turns, slowly opening Carrie Ann's door.

Carrie Ann is in a state of deep rest tucked away in bed and is wearing Christmas PJs. Larry slowly approaches her bed, setting the crowbar quietly down. He looms menacingly over her, gazing over her body with the male gaze POV as he slowly pulls down her blanket to get a look at her full body. Even though she's wearing innocent PJs, her shirt's pulled away from her shoulder a bit, showing bare skin. His gloved fingers twitch with anticipation as he slowly reaches out as if to touch her, though he doesn't quite.

She stirs, groggy and disoriented, seemingly confused about the presence of someone else in her room, though she can't see clearly. She rubs at her eyes and sees Larry, squinting at him. 'Santa? Wait, am I dreaming?' she questions. Larry shushes her, saying, 'Yeah, sure, sweetheart. This is a dream, why not?' Now that she's up, he sits down on the bed beside her and runs a hand over her leg, telling her that Santa came to check up on her. She's still a bit groggy and trying to get her bearings. If this is a dream, why does he have a crowbar? Larry pauses a moment and mentions that Santa had to do some emergency repairs on his sleigh, so... Even as he says this, he moves closer to her, being slow and methodical. Although Carrie Ann lightly tries to back away into the bed's headrest at first, admitting that this is a really weird dream, she tells Santa that she thought he'd look... different. He looks... handsome. Larry gives a sleazy disgusting grin and says Santa likes how she looks too in her cute little PJs.

She asks why Santa's here and not downstairs - he tells her that her parent Mr. Willis has been very bad this year and is on Santa's naughty list, but he wanted to give Carrie Ann the chance to prove she belongs on the nice list. Carrie Ann mumbles groggily that she wants to be on the nice list. Larry says that that means she has to do what Santa says, does she understand? Santa has a very special present for her this year but only if she behaves...

IT SLIPPED IN
TEEN AND HER BFF TRICK MEAN BROTHER INTO FUCKING HIS SISTER

Jenny (Carolina Sweets) and her friend Sandra (Whitney Wright) are giggling and gossiping in Jenny's room as they study for an upcoming text, textbooks sprawled across the bed and floor. Jenny comes across as much shyer than her friend, who is proudly listing off her sexual conquests - Jenny marvels at how experienced she is for being just 19 (even at times being shocked at the perverse things her friend is admitting to have done) and especially how nonchalant she is about it. Sandra asks, well what about her, surely she has SOME kiss-and-tell stories she can share? Jenny admits not really, she's kissed a few boys but never anything more serious than some over-the-clothes fondling.

It's about then that Dane (Lucas Frost) is walking past in the hallway and butts into the conversation. He remarks that it's no wonder that nobody is ever going to have sex with Jenny when she looks so ugly, she's unfuckable. Jenny tries to tell her older step-brother to stop, but clearly has trouble standing up to him, and Sandra looks on silently fuming as Dane takes advantage of his younger step-sister's shyness to talk over her and continue to pick on her. He makes fun of her nerdy clothing, saying it looks more like what someone in their sixties would wear, not someone who's barely 18. He makes fun of her glasses. He says that he's glad he's not really related to her because he'd hate to think if his future kids had a chance of looking anything like her. Finally, Jenny loses her calm and shrieks at him to leave. Dane ends the conversation with a final insult, telling her to go back to studying since books are the only thing that are as dull as she is.

When he's gone, Sandra stops holding her tongue and tells her friend that she can't believe how horrible Jenny's older step-brother is. How long has she been putting up with that? Jenny says ever since he moved in with them, two years ago. Sandra tells her that she would never put up with that kind of torment, and Jenny confesses she feels like she has no choice, he's so loud and rude and she's so quiet and reserved that he basically can walk all over her. Sandra tells her that he needs to be taught a lesson, she doesn't deserve that kind of treatment and he'll just keep doing it until he sees there are consequences for his actions. Besides, she says, what if he's doing this kind of thing to other poor girls at school?

Hearing this, Jenny starts to grow a backbone - her friend is right, she would never want anybody else to feel as shitty as he makes her feel. But what could she possibly do to make him so regretful that he would never think of tormenting her again? He obviously doesn't feel bad when she cries or tells him to stop. No, Sandra agrees, bullies like that only understand one language, and that's an eye for an eye. He's been humiliating her, so she needs to do something to make him feel humiliated back. Something that's the ultimate revenge for telling her nobody would have sex with her, something that he'll remember every single time he sees her that'll trigger him. Like what? Jenny asks. Sandra gets a devious look in her eye and says she knows just the thing.

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Sandra plays innocent as she walks down the hall towards Dane's room, where he is taking a shower. She waits until he comes out, surprising him. 'Whatcha doing?' Sandra says with a flirty smile. Oh, he says, he thought she was his step-sister. Aren't the two of them supposed to be studying for some big test? Sandra says yes, but they're going to be studying all night, and she needed a break. But Jenny wants to keep going and doesn't want a break. Such a nerd, huh!? she says lightly. Dane chuckles and agrees. Aren't they friends though? Sandra says kinda, and explains that that's the thing about friends, is it pays off to keep a wide circle of 'friends' who can each give her something she doesn't already have. Like the answers to all the tests, she says with a wink. Dane laughs and shakes his head, impressed at her bluntness. Or, she continues, like a cute older brother who she can blow off some steam with during a study break. Dane looks up at her, surprised and speechless, clearly not used to getting hit on despite all his bravado.

She moves in closer to him, crossing the threshold into his room. 'You know,' she says, 'we could be 'friends' too...' She starts to squat lower to meet his eye level, and she moves her hand to crawl her fingers up his knee like a spider. 'I bet YOU could give me something I don't already have, too...' she says seductively as her hand goes towards his inner thigh, almost right up to his crotch. He chuckles nervously, here? Now? What if his sister comes looking for her? Sandra smiles and says she's got her nose buried in books, she won't be going anywhere. So what does he say, does he want to have a little fun? Dane nods nervously but enthusiastically.

Sandra starts playing with his chest over his clothes and giggling as she feels him up. She lifts his shirt up slightly, ooh, she giggles, a six-pack. He blushes and tries to boast a bit lamely saying yeah, he works out a lot. She then starts unbuttoning his pants, saying what other fun surprises is she going to find. Then her face brightens and she says she has an idea, why doesn't she give him a couple of surprises of her own? Wouldn't it be fun if he doesn't see what she's doing? That way she could give him all sorts of fun surprises, things she's sure he's going to like. Dane seems hesitant, so Sandra continues to coax him, saying that she's heard that all the other senses are heightened when you can't see what's going on. Hearing... TOUCH, she says, as she strokes his leg with her hand... tasssste, she says, as she moves her lips inches away from his tauntingly. Dane breathes heavily and says o-okay, sure. Sandra gives him a flirty compliment saying he's so brave, willing to try something new, she likes that. She gets him to close his eyes - or, optionally, perhaps she lifts his shirt and pulls it over his head so that the shirt covers his face. Now, she says, lie back and relax.

As Dane gets comfortable, Sandra gestures outside to the hall for someone to approach. Jenny tiptoes into the room, careful not to make any noise, and Sandra helps her get into position right where she was kneeling. 'Now,' Sandra says from just beside Jenny to confuse the brother, 'are you ready?' Yeah, the brother says with his eyes covered, he's so ready!

Jenny unzips his pants, trying hard not to laugh as she and Sandra exchange looks of shock and disbelief that this is happening. Jenny takes his dick out from his boxers and starts stroking it. Dane moans in pleasure. Jenny strokes it for a little while as Sandra teases Dane verbally. Finally she asks if he wants his next surprise - it's a wet one. Dane says yes, he wants it so bad. Jenny looks to her friend for a moment uncertainly, but her friend urges her silently to go for it, and Jenny opens her mouth and swirls her tongue along the tip of her brother's dick. Ohhh! he moans in surprise. Ooh, Sandra says, so sensitive! Jenny goes further, starting to suck and lick her brother's hard cock. Sandra is careful to tease him verbally only when his sister pulls away momentarily, to keep the ruse going.

Finally, Sandra says she has one more surprise for him, a really... tight surprise. Jenny looks at her friend in surprise and shakes her head, mouthing no, it's too much. Sandra says out loud in a flirty voice, 'Do you trust me?', clearly talking to Jenny but making Dane believe she's asking him. Sandra is about to say no again, but Dane interrupts saying yeah, he trusts her, do it! Jenny bites her lip and looks over at her brother, then her friend, who is nodding vigorously with an evil glint in her eye.

CUTTING THE CORD: A JANE WILDE STORY
CURIOUS TEENAGER CHEATS ON BOYFRIEND WITH OLDER UNCIRCUMCISED MAN

Scene opens on Leah (Jane Wilde), a 19-year-old junior counselor at a conservative camp. The shy Jewish teenager has been attending the camp for years, but this will be her first year as a counselor. It is also where she met her boyfriend, Josh (Jake Adams), another junior counselor. They've been together for a year and Josh is a shining example of exactly who her religious parents want her to marry. He comes from an upscale family with deep roots and is planning to go into pre-med in the fall. Once he is settled, they will get married and she will start having his children. It's all been perfectly planned out. But, as they set up their tent for the camp's annual wilderness kickoff, Leah finds herself conflicted. She loves Josh, but she is anxious about spending the rest of her life with him. He is her only sexual experience. And, this summer, will be her last chance to explore herself before she makes that final commitment.

She reviews the checklist on her clipboard, while Josh fumbles in the background to finish setting up their tent. He is busy talking about all the cliques in the camp and how Leah shouldn't worry about the fact that her family makes less money than most of them. She is with him now and everybody will accept her. Plus, they're junior counselors ... one step away from running the place! As Leah nods aimlessly, she notices one of the senior counselors approaching them.

Charlie (Danny Mountain) is the only non-Jewish counselor at the camp, brought in several years ago as the football coach. Leah has always been fascinated by him. He is British, in his mid-thirties, athletic, and absolutely the opposite of everything her parents would approve of. With a boisterous laugh, Charlie struts over and checks in to see if Josh needs any help. 'There are a still a lot of tents to set up before the kids arrive, mate!' Josh looks irritated. 'I'll get them done,...' he replies. Flashing a wink at Leah, Charlie heads off to talk to another counselor. In the distance, Leah watches him. As Josh grumbles, she stares almost transfixed. CUT to inside her mind, as she fantasizes about Charlie kissing her and pushing her down to her knees. She stares up at his erection as he pulls out his uncircumcised cock and lays it over her face. CUT back to the present. Josh has said her name several times, annoyed, before she snaps back to reality. 'Can you help me finish this tent please?' he whines. She puts the clipboard down and turns to help him, apologizing, but not before sneaking one final look back over her shoulder.

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Cut to that night, as the sun sets. Leah sits on Josh's lap in front of their tent. Apart from some flashlights going off in the tents behind them, all is quiet on the camp. The couple have 30 minutes left of 'watch duty' before they can retire, so they pass the time talking about their relationship. How they first saw each other years earlier at his brother's bar mitzvah, how he finally worked up the nerve to ask her out on her 18th birthday last summer, and the type of wedding they want to plan. Josh holds her tightly and kisses the top of her head as they talk. It's clear how much he loves her. Feeling conflicted, she tries to say something but backs down when she looks in his eyes. 'Is everything ok?' He asks. She wishes she could look at him and feel safe, secure, and in love. But she doesn't. 'What?' he asks again. 'Nothing,' she quickly replies. 'You just -- you're so amazing!' Josh smiles. 'Well, you know how much I love you. I don't have to say it.' Leah quickly shakes her head. 'No, you don't. You don't ever have to say it!'

She leans in and kisses him on the lips. He kisses back, and they begin making out. They kiss intensely for a moment, as Leah desperately tries to feel something. Anything. Any sort of passion or excitement inside. She deepens the kiss and begins to undo his shorts when Josh pulls away. 'Whoa, are you sure?' he asks, looking around. She nods quickly. She knows she can't keep feeling like this. She wants things to go back to how they were when they first met. She doesn't want to hurt him. 'Of course, I am. I want to make you feel good.' He protests a little about their plans to wait till the wedding before she assures him it will just be a BJ. They've done that plenty of times before, just not in public. He smiles sheepishly as she grabs his hand, leading them away from the cluster of tents.

They get to a tree and Leah pushes Josh against it. She sinks down to her knees, undoes his shorts, and takes out his dick. It's exactly as it always has been. Circumcised - the only one she's ever seen. She takes it in her mouth and starts to blow him, desperate to feel SOMETHING for her boyfriend...

After the session, which leaves her feeling more anxious and guilt-ridden before, Josh's walkie-talkie buzzes. It's a senior counselor, asking why he left his post. There is a camper who just threw up and needs to see the nurse. He kisses Leah goodbye and tells her he'll take care of it. She should go shower or something. He jogs off, leaving the girl standing in the woods.

CUT to Leah in the shower. As she runs her hands down her body, she closes her eyes and flashes of Charlie's face come to mind. She sees him smiling at her. His muscular, hard body. The slight bulge in his shorts. She can't help but slip a finger inside herself, still keeping her eyes closed. She moans softly and plays with herself, letting the fantasy take over. All thoughts of religion, Josh, and her parents are gone... She knows what she needs to do now.

CUT to the gravel road. Her hair still wet, she looks down at her own walkie-talkie. Nervously, she tunes it to Charlie's frequency and calls him. 'What's up, my Jewish American princess?' he responds jovially. Leah takes a deep breath before stammering, 'Charlie, I need to see you. I need you to help me with something.' There is a pause before Charlie, with a notable change in his voice, replies. 'Of course, Leah. I'm down in the rec room. Meet me there.' Putting her walkie-talkie down, Leah takes one long look down the road before turning to run towards her first ever act of rebellion, breaking the number one rule she was raised to obey.

HIS BROTHER'S BLESSING
CORRUPT COP EXPLOITS HIS YOUNGER BROTHER'S FIANCEE FOR SEX

A young couple emerge from another area of the house to the kitchen, their arms around each other's waists as they snuggle and talk warmly while they walk. The man, Sammy (Will Pounder), is telling his beloved, Angela (Bobbi Dylan), an anecdote about the staircase from his childhood, such as when he fell and almost split his head against the banister. Angela smiles at the anecdote and remarks that it's a good thing he's much calmer now.

As they walk around the kitchen, Sammy gushes about his brother, Dirk (Chad White). Angela starts to fret, saying it's a lot of pressure meeting him, since Dirk is so important to Sammy -- what if he doesn't like her? Sammy confidently says his brother's going to LOVE her, everybody does. What's not to love, she's perfect. Angela blushes and says she's not perfect, but Sammy starts listing how she's kind, and smart, and loyal, and strikingly beautiful of course, and...

He's interrupted by the sound of the front door unlocking and opening, and heavy boots stepping in before closing the door again. Little bro, you in here? a voice calls out. 'We're in the kitchen!' Sammy calls out in reply. Some shuffling sounds can be heard as Sammy waits excitedly, gripping his nervous-looking fiancee's hands, until eventually a man in a cop uniform, Dirk, steps into the kitchen.

The cop holds out his arms and scoops Sammy into a big bear hug, and then ruffles his little brother's head with his hand after releasing him from the hug. Watch the hair! Sammy says with a chuckle and tries to straighten it out. Dirk then turns to Angela -- so, this must be her! he remarks. 'Angela', right? She smiles and nervously says hi, it's a pleasure to meet him, and holds out her hand to shake his. He brushes her hand away saying please, they're practically family at this point, and holds out his arms to hug her. Pleasantly flustered, Angela leans in to the hug and they embrace warmly. After a couple of seconds though, Dirk's hand crawls down the side of her back to wrap around her waist, making the hug unexpectedly intimate. Angela's eyes shift to looking unsure and a bit uncomfortable as they hug for a second or two longer before breaking. Sammy has told him so much about her, Dirk says, he's glad they're finally getting to meet after all this time.

Sammy tells his older brother that they had a special reason to come out and visit today, he has some exciting news. He takes his fiancee's hand and holds it up, showing the ring to his brother -- he's proposed! Dirk grins and congratulates them both, in truth he kind of expected this might happen, and jokes that she's practically stolen his brother away from him at this point, he hardly gets to see him anymore! Sammy says that he knows, and he's sorry -- in fact, that's why he's so excited for Dirk to finally meet Angela, because... well, he was hoping for his brother's blessing for the wedding.

Dirk says he's touched, and he can't wait to get to know Angela during their visit. But they can get to all that later, this calls for a celebration! They should have a feast, his treat of course, whatever they'd like. Sammy asks what Dirk wants, and he says anything, he's worked all day and he's starving! He tells his younger brother there are some take-out menus in the other room if he wants to get them. Sammy says sure, and heads off to get them from the other room. As he leaves, Dirk puts his hand on Angela's shoulder, at first it looks reassuring but then he leans in close to her ear and it begins to look more threatening. 'I know what you did,' he says in a low voice right near her ear - her eyes widen with worry as he straightens himself back up and pretends like nothing happened. Sammy comes back into the room a moment later and they start discussing food options, but the sound starts to drown out as the camera closes in on Angela's terrified face.

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'Well, what do you think, love?' Sammy says, snapping Angela out of her worried thoughts. Huh? Oh, sorry, she mutters, and shakes her head a bit to snap out of it. Sammy repeats a couple of takeout options they're deciding between, and trying to pretend she's fine, she smiles and gives her opinion picking one of the options. Great choice! Dirk says as he announces what he wants from the menu. After they decide what they want, Dirk says that he wants to get to know Angela better -- why doesn't Sammy go pick up the food for them? He's a big, strong boy. Angela shoots a quick, worried glance over to him before catching herself. After all, Dirk continues, isn't the whole point of their trip over here for him to get to know her better? It's a perfect chance for them to bond a little... and swap embarrassing stories about him, Dirk jokes. Ha-ha, Sammy says with playful sarcasm, but that's not a bad idea -- what about Angela, he asks her, would that be okay with her? She steals another glance at Dirk who meets her glance and shoots her a knowing look. Um, sure, she guesses that's fine! she says trying to mask her discomfort. But is Sammy sure he can carry all the food back himself? Sammy says yeah, no problem, and she looks a bit disappointed but tries not to show it. Okay, she says, well hurry back! She doesn't want to miss him for too long! 'Haha, isn't she great?' Sammy says to his brother as he grabs his keys and heads towards the front door -- be back soon, he calls out and waves back to them.

Once the front door closes, Dirk casually asks Angela how long she's known Sammy. She says it's been two years. Well, she certainly puts on a good act, he remarks. Angela tries to play innocent, saying she has no idea what he's talking about. He tells her to cut the crap, seeming much less charismatic than before and more authoritative. He's a police officer in case she forgot, he says sarcastically while gesturing at his uniform, did she think he wouldn't find out about her past? Angela scowls and says he's a pig, but Dirk just smirks. He gets called that by perps all the time, so he's used to it.

She shrinks back a bit, and asks how he found out about about her. He explains that it was easy, she's plastered all over his brother's social media so he had no trouble getting her last name, and from there he just used... certain work resources to look her up, there was no way he was going to let his brother get so serious with a girl without doing a little digging. Is that even legal? she asks nervously. He chuckles and avoids the question -- she's one to talk about what's legal, with a past like hers, stretching even from juvie to jail after she turned 18. Theft? Armed robbery? Solicitation? She was a busy little beaver, he jokes, or at least had a busy little beaver. That was a long time ago, she protests, she cleaned up her entire life, she's different now. She's changed! He's heard about rehabilitation, right?

Is that so? Dirk smirks. Yes, Angela says desperately, she swears it! Dirk asks, so then surely she TOLD his younger brother about her past then, right? Angela looks nervous -- well, no, not exactly, she admits. Dirk looks proud of himself, and says he didn't think so. Angela pleads for him to try to understand, that's all in the past, she's not that person anymore! Dirk says he's not so sure, if she's lying to her own fiance then who knows what else she's capable of doing. She insists she didn't think any of that mattered anymore! Dirk corrects her -- she means she didn't think Sammy would find out, she means. If she really didn't think it mattered, she'd have told Sammy. But what if she finds out about aaaaall the random men she's slept with, all the dirty filthy things she's let perverts do to her, and how she lied about it all along... is she worried he might think less of her -- or even, might not want to marry her anymore -- if he finds out? Angela says of course he'd still want to marry her, they're in love, but she doesn't sound convinced of that herself. Dirk laughs and says that's the worst lie she's told yet. She's completely terrified of Sammy finding out. Which means she'll do anything for Dirk to keep her secret -- and there's only one thing that he wants, he says while grabbing at his package.

Time's ticking by, and she can kiss his blessing goodbye - not to mention risk losing her fiance entirely - if she doesn't do what he wants. Reluctantly, she agrees to do it, swearing it's for Sammy's sake. At least SHE cares about Sammy! Sure thing, Dirk says as he whips out his dick, whatever she has to tell herself to rest easy at night.

THE BAD UNCLE RETURNS
UNCLE CONVINCES NIECE TO HELP LURE & SEDUCE HER YOUNGER SISTER

PREVIOUSLY ON PURE TABOO: This is the story about how Diana (Jaye Summers) really lost her virginity. He'd been her dad's best friend for years. Uncle Joe (Charles Dera), as he called himself, had watched her grow up -- and she was his princess, the niece he never had. But once Diana turned 18, something changed about Joe. His fondness for her turned into an obsession. So he came up with a plan to get her alone...

SCENE OPENS on present-day Diana and her Uncle Joe fucking in Joe's spare bedroom on the bed, she is riding him cowgirl-style and clearly putting in a lot more work and enthusiasm. She gasps and moans in pleasure and calls out Uncle Joe's name as she bounces up and down on his dick, while Joe mostly lies there and just offers a few generic grunts in reply. Diana seems to reach orgasm after a little while and then starts asking Joe to cum inside her - Diana exclaims that she can feel it and starts to slow and eventually stop.

She pulls off of him and collapses to his side on the bed, rolling over to snuggle up to him placing her arm on his chest. He doesn't seem to reciprocate much. Diana tells her uncle that was great, but he corrects her - 'it was fine,' he says gruffly. She asks him what's wrong, she did all his favorites for him! He waves her off, telling her yeah yeah, she was swell... he doesn't seem to mean it. She sits up a bit and looks worriedly at him, did she do something wrong, or something? He looks at her with a serious expression and grips both sides of her head with his hands, playing lightly with her hair. 'Listen 'Princess', no offense, but...' he starts in a rude tone, the novelty's kind of wearing off. She's no longer a teenager and she's certainly not a virgin anymore...

She asks him what she could do, what he wants her to do to make him happy. He looks her up and down, considering her, then pinches her cheek affectionately, saying she's cute when she's desperate. He asks about her younger step-sister, she must be getting around 18 these days, mustn't she? Diana reluctantly says yeah, she just turned it a couple of months ago. And she's a virgin, like Diana was? '...Yes,' Diana admits. Uncle Joe looks pleased at himself for the idea and says yeah... yeah, that would do the trick alright. 'Bring her here,' he instructs her, and goes back to stroking her hair with one hand. She looks at him with reluctant subservience but doesn't say anything in reply.

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CUT TO another day, where Diana and Cammy (Emily Willis) are greeted at the door by a much friendlier-seeming Uncle Joe. 'There's my princesses!' he exclaims. He takes their bags from their hands and tosses them to the side, then welcomes them in. He gives Diana a brisk, business-like hug then moves on to Cammy, and hugs her for much longer. Wow, she laughs at how warmly he's greeting her, uh hi Uncle Joe! Long time no see! Uncle Joe releases her from the hug but keeps his hands on her arms as he looks her up and down, remarking at how much she's grown. He remembers when he used to come over to their house to visit their dad, and would pick her up for piggy-back rides like it was nothing, feels like only yesterday. Although he bets he could still do it! Without even waiting for permission, he scoops Cammy up in his arms and she yelps in surprise, then giggles in embarrassment. 'Uncle Joe!' she squeaks. Diana looks at them with a mix of jealousy and guilt.

Once she's set down, Cammy starts to pick up her bag and Joe says no, let him take care of it! He turns back to Diana. Why doesn't she give Cammy the tour, he says suggestively to her, while he gets all their things settled in their room. Then they can all meet up outside at the pool for a swim. A pool! Cammy squeaks with excitement, she can't wait! Uncle Joe sidles up behind Diana and puts his hand firmly, ominously even, on her shoulder. Make sure the two of them don't skimp on the tour, he says to her with fake innocence, take all the time they want. She nods obediently without looking back at him, and then slips her hand into Cammy's. They scamper off, and Uncle Joe shoots a devious look at the bags.

CUT TO poolside, Uncle Joe is seated comfortably in a pool chair wearing his sunglasses when the two girls emerge from the house - Cammy is still wearing her original clothes while Diana is wearing a bikini. Uncle Joe? Cammy asks, he wouldn't have happened to have seen her bathing suit when he brought the bags up to the room, did he? Uncle Joe feigns innocence and says no, he hardly touched the bags other than to bring them upstairs. Diana looks to Cammy and says see, she knew Uncle Joe wouldn't know where it is, Cammy probably forgot to pack it. But Cammy swears she remembered putting it in her bag, it was one of the first things she packed - she was really excited to go swimming and absolutely didn't want to forget. Oh, Uncle Joe says, well she shouldn't let a little thing like that ruin her fun, now. She can just swim in her underwear, he suggests. Cammy seems a bit hesitant, but Uncle Joe says come on, between her step-sister and him being their dad's best friend, they're all practically family here - no need to be so bashful. O-okay, Cammy says, warming up to the idea as she sees they don't seem to mind. She strips out of her clothes, revealing a white bra and panties underneath. 'Atta girl, Uncle Joe says, don't be shy. She flashes a grin at him and then jumps into the pool with a splash and a playful shriek. Unbeknownst to her, her white bra and panties once wet now show Uncle Joe a great view of her nubile teen body.

Uncle Joe catches Diana's eye and shoots her a meaningful look and a tilt of his head towards Cammy. Diana looks back obediently and nods again slightly. She joins Cammy in the pool. 'Hey Cammy,' Diana calls out, does she remember when they used to play pool tag as kids? They should play that again! Cammy says that it might be a bit lame with just two people, and Diana taunts her, she's just saying that because she knows she won't be able to catch Cammy. Oh, it's on! Cammy giggles and chases after Diana.

The two of them frolic in the water, laughing and giggling as they chase around the pool, splashing each other and trying to catch each other. Whenever Diana is 'it' and catches Cammy, she gets very handsy, giggling and hugging and pressing her body up against Cammy's. Cammy takes a cue from her and starts to do the same. Soon the two of them are barely running or chasing at all, but rather wrestling each other in the pool. Diana even playfully lowers one of Cammy's bra straps or tries to remove it, and Cammy gasps in happy shock and tries to get revenge by doing the same. Throughout, Uncle Joe watches them through his sunglasses with perverted interest.

Cammy remarks she's getting hungry, and is going to fix herself a snack. She asks if Uncle Joe wants one and he jokes that he's good, he's got a couple of tasty morsels already right in front of him. Cammy looks weirded out for a moment then laughs the comment off saying that Uncle Joe is so silly, but behind her Diana shoots Uncle Joe a glare of concern.

Uncle Joe then watches, with no attempt to hide it, as Cammy steps out of the pool dripping wet and grabs a towel, heading back into the house. Diana steps out of the pool next and rushes up to Uncle Joe. He has to be more careful, she warns him quietly, he's going to scare her off. They have to take things more slowly and get her warmed up to the idea, having sex with her dad's best friend is one thing but sex with her own step-sister too - it's going to make her freak if they don't handle it carefully. Uncle Joe tells Diana she'd better make damn well sure that doesn't happen, because he's just starting to enjoy himself and he's not in the mood to take things slow. So it's up to Diana to make sure her sister behaves when the time comes. Diana wouldn't want to disappoint him, would she? Diana timidly says she'll do what she can. Uncle Joe gives her a smack on the ass and tells her to get going inside.

CUT TO late that night - both girls are dreaming sweet dreams, side by side in bedrolls on the floor. The bedroom door creaks open, and the light of the hall spills out into the dark bedroom. Uncle Joe's feet step into frame. He looks the girls over hungrily, edging his way into the room to get a closer look at their teen bodies in their nightwear. He moves into the space in the middle of them both and, careful not to alert them, he settles in lying down between them. His attention goes straight to Cammy. He rolls onto his side to spoon her - she moans comfortably in her dreams. He holds her like that for several seconds, then feeling emboldened, he backs up slightly from her body and pulls his hard dick out from his boxer shorts. He strokes himself, inching as close as he can to Cammy without touching her again now that his dick's out. He breathes heavily against her neck as he strokes himself. Sensing his presence, Cammy's eyes flutter open. 'D-Diana?' she asks quietly and timidly, 'is that you?' No, princess, Uncle Joe says back in a low voice, it's her Uncle Joe.

Cammy still seems a bit groggy, Uncle Joe? What is he doing h- ... she rolls to her other side and sees him stroking himself and her eyes go wide. She calls out to Diana, get up, Uncle Joe is-! Diana's eyes snap open and she instantly starts to reassure her, Cammy, it's ok, it's ok! Cammy doesn't calm down right away, and tries to get Diana to realize what's going on, but Diana tells her she knows. 'What do you mean you know?' Cammy asks, panicked. Diana explains that Uncle Joe has something he wants to share with the two of them, something very special. 'No, but-' Cammy starts to protest, but Diana interrupts her. It's okay, she tells her little sister, she's going to like it, see? She grabs Uncle Joe's hard dick in her hand, and then puts her mouth on it to suck it, looking Cammy right in the eyes as she does it and saying mmmm.

'Diana, what are you-?!' Cammy tries to say, but Diana pulls her mouth off of his dick and cuts her off again. See, Cammy? she says, moving his dick to point at her little sister now as if offering it to her. It's no big deal, he just wants the two of them to thank him for his hospitality. Didn't mom and dad teach them to show manners growing up? Cammy starts to get flustered and frustrated, but this isn't right, she insists, this- 'Cammy,' Diana hisses, sounding a bit desperate. 'You're being rude! Uncle Joe invited us here, we're guests in his home, and this is how he wants us to thank him. Quit being such a brat and just give him what he wants.' Her tone softens, and she continues, saying that she promises Cammy will enjoy it. Just like Diana did.

Cammy's eyes widen - like she did? Diana nods and says it makes Uncle Joe happy. It makes her happy too. Cammy looks from her sister to Uncle Joe, who's staring intently at her. 'What do you say, princess?' he coaxes her and strokes her hair. 'Don't you wanna make your Uncle Joe happy?' Cammy looks down at his dick, which he continues to stroke with his other hand. She says she guesses she can try, but she's never done anything like this before. Uncle Joe tells her don't worry, her big sister will show her everything she needs to know.

CAUGHT BETWEEN
Cheating Wife Takes Turns Fucking Her Husband And His Best Friend

SCENE OPENS on a young wife, Tess (Penny Pax), in the hallway of her residential house, wearing a fashionable billowing day-robe hurriedly tied together with a sash, glimpses of her lacy elegant underwear peeking out. She is ushering an attractive-looking and stylish man, Xavier (Ryan McLane), into a bedroom connected to the hall. She has a pensive, conflicted expression on her face as she heads into the room herself and closes the door behind her.

'Are you sure nobody saw you?' she starts to say as she closes the door and turns to face him, but she's interrupted with a steamy, passionate kiss from Xavier, gripping her face with both hands and his body pinning hers against the door slightly. 'I've been waiting all week for this,' Xavier says in a low voice and moves back in for another kiss on the lips. Tess lets out a gasp of pleasure, but her face continues to look conflicted and her brow furrows with concern. She starts to lightly push on his shoulder or chest and tells him to wait. Xavier pulls back, confused, and asks her what's wrong.

Tess explains that she can't keep doing this with him anymore. Xavier grins and takes her by the waist, pulling her in slightly. That's what she said the last three times she called him, he says suavely. She pulls away more emphatically this time and tells him to stop, and his smile drops. She says that she's serious this time - it isn't fair to Rick. Xavier moves in closer to her and says in a soft voice that he doesn't care. How can he say that? Tess asks. Rick's his best friend! Xavier replies so? It shouldn't just be about what Rick wants. What about what HE wants? Or what SHE wants? This thing between them is real, it's undeniable, why should they both be miserable just for the sake of someone else? 'Because I still love him,' Tess says desperately and adds that she can't keep lying to him. It's tearing her up inside.

Xavier points out that she's going to have to keep lying to him anyways, she can't just erase the past eight months. The lying isn't going to end unless she tells Rick about ALL of it... Tess shakes her head no, it would break his heart, she could never do that to him. Xavier says that he could be the one to tell Rick, and then they could be together without anyone in the way. Tess tells Xavier no, nobody is telling Rick, the past is going to stay in the past where it belongs. Xavier asks then what's the difference if they enjoy themselves this one more time or not? Tess struggles for an answer, but Xavier's charms are working on her, and as his hands move sensually up and down her body, opening her robe to expose her underwear, she finds her resistance crumbling. This has to be the last time, she insists as she gives in and bends down, taking his cock out of his pants.

Just as she slips his dick into her mouth, the same familiar click of the front door lock from earlier can be heard. What was that? Tess says in a panic. Xavier says he didn't hear anything, and tries to keep the moment going, but Tess pushes him off and remarks that she thought it sounded like the front door. Then from off-screen her husband Rick's voice calls out 'Tess? Honey?' Tess says in a panicked whisper 'Shit! It's Rick!' Rick remarks softly that he thought Rick wasn't supposed to be home for hours, and Tess instructs Xavier to stay in the room and keep quiet. She rushes to retie her robe and straighten her hair before leaving the room.

Rick, sweetheart, she gushes as Rick (Ricky Johnson) rounds the corner into view, and she approaches him to give him a cordial kiss on the cheek - what is he doing home so early? He says he took a half-day and wanted to surprise her, he knows he's been really busy with work lately and he wanted to make it up to her. Plus, he couldn't stop thinking about her today. He leans in close and says he thought they could have some... intimate time together. Tess glances back nervously at the master bedroom door behind her and then back to her husband, and says she's not sure she's in the mood right now. Rick looks disappointed but understanding and says that it's his fault, he thought it would be fun to surprise her but maybe it would have been better for him to call her first instead of spring it on her. He knows she doesn't like to be as spontaneous as he does. He says it's fine, at least they can still spend the day together, just let him change out of his work clothes and they can do whatever she wants with the rest of their day. He takes a step towards the bedroom to get undressed but she stops him. NO! Tess says suddenly, and then catches herself. She means no, actually he's right, maybe they SHOULD be a bit more spontaneous. What if... they get a bit frisky in the guest bedroom instead? she suggests. Rick smiles but looks a bit confused, the guest bedroom? Tess smiles and plays with the tie draped around his neck - yeah, she says, why not a change of scenery to shake things up? Rick smiles and shrugs, sure, why not?

They go into the guest bedroom and begin to kiss. Just as things are getting intense, Tess comes up with an excuse to go to the master bedroom, saying that she wants to go and get Rick's favorite lube. Rick is all for it, and Tess bounces out of the room. Tess enters the master bedroom where Xavier has been waiting impatiently on the bed. She hurries over to him and whispers that the coast is clear, she's busy distracting Rick, but he'll have to be quiet and sneak out the back door. Xavier seems stubborn, and in a quiet voice asks her how long is this going to go on for? Tess pleads with him and says she doesn't have time for this conversation right now, he has to leave! Xavier stands up calmly, crosses his arms and says no. No? Tess asks in a panic. Xavier repeats no, he's not leaving. If she doesn't want to tell Rick, then he will. Rick can burst in and find him here for all he cares. Desperate, Tess asks him why he would do this, and Xavier says that he can't stand the thought of her being in there with Rick, fucking him, because... 'because I love you'. Tess is shocked, but firm in her resolve. She looks at Xavier and tells him he has to leave. Now.

Meanwhile, Ricky is getting tired of waiting for his wife and walks towards the master bedroom. He rounds the corner only to find...Tess, alone on the bed. Hi honey, she purrs. Tess tells him that she changed her mind and was waiting for him to find her all sprawled out for him. She quickly takes off her husband's pants, helping herself to his huge cock. It doesn't take long for him to slide that cock inside Tess's tight pussy, fucking her hard. She squeals with ecstasy, jumping on top of him and riding his dick. He fucks her hard and deep, flipping her over and pounding her doggystyle before dropping a creamy load in her mouth. Kissing him softly, she leaves the room to clean up. Rick calls from the other room, telling her that he just got a call from work and has to go back. She leaves the room to kiss him goodbye, but doesn't see...that Xavier is still there, hiding behind a door. Tess will find out soon enough that her lover never left...and he's far from done with her...

SEVEN MINUTES IN HELL
SHY TEEN CAUGHT, HUMILIATED & RECORDED FUCKING IN PUBLIC

Laura (Jaye Summers) sits alone on a set of stairs and watches quietly as a party carries on. It's late into the night at this point, and what was presumably started as a crowded, high energy event has started to wind down as most of the partygoers have left by now, the basement littered with red cups, beverage bottles, bowls of chips, and a general state of messiness left behind. The 10 or so teens who remain are chilling around the room as party music plays softly in the background, most talking in twos or small groups with Laura being the odd one out. One of the guys bounds down the stairs excitedly holding a red cup filled with liquid in each hand, brushing into Laura as he passes and almost spilling the beverages on her, and she makes an uncomfortable face as he passes her unapologetically.

Laura continues to sit in silence for a little while, and it becomes clear that she's not just watching the party, but staring at one guy in particular - Vince (Zac Wild) - as he laughs and jokes along with a pretty girl across the room. She looks on with a bit of envy, clearly wishing she could take the place of the girl he's talking to.

Just then, her fixation on him is broken when Janet, the party host and Laura's best friend, gets everybody's attention by flashing her tits. She laughs and says good, now that she's got everybody's attention, it's time to bring some life back into this party - who's up for a game of Seven Minutes In Heaven? Everyone groans and mocks her for such a dumb suggestion. She explains that they're all 18 here so this isn't going to be some lame-ass PG-13 kiss on the lips shit - anything goes as long as both people consent to it. She holds up a fistful of ripped paper scraps and waves them in the air - she's written down everybody's name on the paper - yeah, EVERYBODY she says as a couple of the teens chuckle nervously - and she's going to pull out one guy's name and one girl's name. And they know the rest!

Janet quickly divides the scraps of paper into two hats, and then pulls two strips of paper out of the hat. She announces the two names, Felicia and Brad - Felicia being the girl that Vince was talking to earlier - and the two of them look at each other with nervous smiles and shrugs. Janet tells them the clock is ticking as she starts a stopwatch app on her cell phone and then urges Brad and Felicia upstairs and starting the countdown. 'Have fun, you two lovebirds!' Janet mocks before heading back to the others who have settled back into party mode.

Janet looks around the room and sees Laura sitting by herself, and comes and sits next to her on the stairs. How is she liking the party so far? It's fine, Laura replies. Liar, Janet says. She knows Laura's been moping around staring at Vince all night and hasn't said a word to him. Laura blushes, is it that obvious? Janet says absolutely, she's just lucky that everyone their age is so self-centered that nobody has noticed. Laura ducks her head in her arms and moans, why can't she just talk to him? Janet tells Laura that it's easy, she just has to get up and say hi to him. Men like women that are forward.

After a minute or two of them talking, Felicia bursts out of the connected room. 'Boooo!' Janet says holding up her phone and pointing at it, they still had almost 5 minutes left! Felicia says nonchalantly that Brad was too hairy, it was disgusting, and she returns to the party without looking back. Brad comes back out the room too with an embarrassed shrug and tries to play it off as fine, some girls like a guy with a hairy chest. Felicia jokes that she wasn't talking about his chest, and the rest of the partygoers ooh and laugh at Brad.

Janet gets back up and pulls out the next two pieces of paper. She opens the first one up, and we see it says 'Vince'. She calls out his name and he raises his fists triumphantly, and a couple of his buddies wolf-whistle him in encouragement. Janet opens up the next slip of paper, and we can see the name 'Janet' written on it, but she closes it quickly without anybody else seeing it. 'Laura!' she calls out. Laura looks up, flustered, and says she didn't think she was playing. Janet says of course, she told them that EVERYONE was playing. Laura tries to excuse herself, saying she's fine sitting out, maybe Felicia would want to take her place since she didn't use her full time... but as she's saying this, Vince looks at Laura with a charming smile and tells her he likes the pairing as it is. Laura stutters, and Vince says reassuringly not to worry, he won't bite. C'mon! Laura is wide-eyed and almost speechless, but she nods okay and gets up to follow him into the room. Janet closes the door with a mischievous grin and starts the timer.

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Vince turns to Laura and asks so, where should they start? Laura blushes and says he doesn't have to do anything if he doesn't want to, they can just talk... or even not talk, if he'd rather. Vince asks her why on earth he wouldn't want to do something with her? She's one of the cutest girls in school. Laura looks surprised to hear it, and says that she didn't think he even knew who she was. He's hardly ever talked to her. Vince explains that he didn't want to screw up his chances or give her a bad impression by coming on too strong, she seemed like the type who didn't like rowdy guys, and likes to keep to herself. He was waiting for her to make the first move. Laura blushes and says oh, she had no idea. Vince grins and says he guesses fate must have put them together tonight. Laura tells him she doesn't mind if he comes on her... comes on to her! she corrects herself with embarrassment. Vince smirks and says he could even do both. Laura gasps and giggles nervously. Vince asks if she does really want to JUST talk. Laura shakes her head no, she wants more than that. Good, Vince replies, he does too.

They're still in there! Kyle laughs as he, Janet and perhaps one or two other partygoers huddle around quietly after several minutes of not having heard from the two upstairs. Janet smirks and says she knows, it's already been like ten minutes, things must be going well. Kyle mentions that there's only one way to find out. Janet gets serious, no, hey, Kyle, don't even think about it. Kyle has already started to walk away and says don't worry, he's not going to interrupt them, he's just going to stick his head in for a quick peek. After all, what if he's hurting her or something? Janet tells him that's not funny and Kyle says he's serious, wouldn't Janet rather be safe than sorry? Janet reluctantly admits he has a point. Thank you! Kyle says arrogantly, and creeps upstairs to the door of the bedroom. He opens it quietly and edges his way through the door and into the room.

He sees that Vince and Laura are mid-fucking and stifles a laugh. Oh shit! he says to himself. He watches them fuck for a good solid minute, intrigued and bemused, as Laura is being very vocal, telling Vince don't stop, keep going. Finally, Kyle sneaks back out. 'They're totally fucking!' he says in a loud excited whisper, not just to Janet but to the whole room. Janet looks pissed at Kyle for telling everyone, but several others in the room start to gather towards him to gossip. Is he serious? Vince, with HER? Isn't she a virgin though? and so on. Kyle relishes at being the one to tell them what he saw, how she was practically begging him for his dick. Janet looks increasingly upset, and tries to get them to respect Laura's privacy, but others in the group insist that they want to see too, they won't believe it until they see it. Slowly, people start to gather towards the bedroom, as shy Laura unsuspectingly continues to enjoy her seven minutes in heaven with her crush, unaware of the hell that's about to unleash.

FOOL ME ONCE...
OBSESSED STALKER TEEN LURES UNSUSPECTING CRUSH INTO SEX TRAP

SCENE OPENS on a teen, Kimberly, as she unlocks the door to her house and lets in her companion, a handsome young man, Jamal, only a few years older than her. They are both wearing gym clothes with gym bags slung over their shoulders, and are sipping on smoothies as they engage in lively small talk. They seem to have great chemistry together. Jamal remarks that Kimberly has a really nice place, and she replies that her family is pretty well off so when it came time that she wanted to move out on her own when she turned 18, her parents paid for everything. She jokes that she always gets what she wants, and Jamal suavely asks her what it is she wants right now. 'You'll see,' Kimberly says teasingly. She leads him in to the living room and invites him to get comfortable.

Jamal asks Kimberly how long she's been going to that gym, and she says she joined probably about two months ago? What a coincidence, Jamal says, it's been about two months for him too. He remarks that they seem to have similar schedules too, he jokes that it feels like he's seen her almost every time he's been there. And yet it took him this long to come up and say hi? Kimberly asks with a smirk. Jamal chuckles and says he likes to take things slow but that Kimberly definitely caught his eye right away. Kimberly asks him what about her caught his eye right away? With a laugh and a gesture towards her whole body, Jamal asks besides the obvious? Well, he did actually also happen to notice she was wearing a t-shirt of his favorite band. Kimberly seems surprised, that band is his favorite? It's hers too! They both gush about the band for a bit, and compare some other bands they like as well as listing off other favorites, like favorite foods and colors. Both of them seem excited and shocked to learn how many interests and activities they have in common.

Kimberly mentions it's crazy it took them so long to meet each other with so much in common, and that they should do one of their shared activities together sometime. This encourages Jamal to turn on the charm, and he hints to Kimberly that he bets there's one other activity they could do if she's interested. Kimberly takes the hint and flirts back, saying that he read her mind. That's exactly what she wants, right now. 'And you always get what you want, right?' Jamal asks with a smile as he leans in closer to her. 'You bet I do,' Kimberly replies. Their faces are inches away, and there's a moment of electric tension before they close the gap and start kissing intensely, with tongue. Jamal's hands move over Kimberly's upper body, feeling her up over her clothes as they make out.

After a good half-minute, Kimberly breaks away. She tells him she just wants to freshen up for a second in the bathroom before they go further, and Jamal says no problem. He jokes that she knows where to find him when she gets back. Kimberly laughs and makes her way to the bathroom. Once there, she closes the door and pulls out her phone with a greedy, secretive look on her face.

Kimberly wets her finger with her tongue and slips it down her pants to finger her pussy teasingly for a few seconds as she stares at her phone, pleasuring herself to the voyeuristic pictures she'd taken of Jamal from a previous day. Then she closes the phone and puts it back away, and opens up her bathroom drawer. She pulls out a sterile specimen cup, the seal not yet broken, and hides it discreetly in her hand behind her back. She gives a quick check in the mirror of her appearance, and then leaves the bathroom, turning off the light and closing the door behind her, shutting out the camera as we catch a last glimpse of the specimen cup in her hand.

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Kimberly comes back to the couch and says she hopes Jamal wasn't kept waiting too long. Jamal says he likes to take things slow, remember? He'd only ever get with a woman he thinks is worth waiting for. Kimberly remarks that he's quite the gentleman... but she hopes he knows how to be a bit of an animal too. Jamal boasts that he can be as nasty as she wants him to be. Kimberly stealthily tucks the specimen cup behind her back somewhere nearby but out of sight, and then straddles his lap instead of taking her seat back beside him. Her ass sticks out teasingly in this position, and Jamal puts his hands firmly on either side of her ass over her clothes and starts groping her cheeks as they resume making out. Kimberly encourages him to keep being nasty and playfully calls Jamal 'Mr. Williams' , at which point Jamal slows for a second and remarks that he doesn't remember ever telling her his last name, did he? Kimberly lies and says she overheard the greeter at the gym call him that one time, and Jamal believes her.

They continue to kiss and grope each other as Kimberly straddles Jamal. He peels her top off revealing her sports bra, and plays with lowering her pants and tugging teasingly at her thong. Kimberly also lifts Jamal's shirt up and eventually off. As she traces her finger along his facial hair, she remarks that she likes it way better than when he was completely shaven, she finds it way more sexy and distinguished. Jamal chuckles but it quickly turns to nervous laughter, and he takes her hand in his and pulls it back. He hasn't been completely shaven for four months, he says. But she's only seen him for two months. Kimberly casually tries to convince him that no, he definitely was completely shaven at the gym, she remembers he had it when he took that spin class she was in. Yeah, Jamal says, at his old gym. He hasn't taken any classes since he joined the new gym. Right, Kimberly continues as if nothing is wrong, his old gym across the street from his house. He doesn't remember her from there too? Jamal's voice grows more concerned and he says no, he doesn't. But more importantly, how does she know where he lives? Kimberly doesn't have an answer, and Jamal tosses her off his lap and spits out the truth - she's some kind of fucking stalker or something, isn't she?!

Jamal realizes more and more how much Kimberly had fooled him. He gets up to get farther away from her. All that stuff she said they had in common, that was just bullshit, wasn't it, she's just like obsessed with him or some shit. Kimberly gets up too to try to close the distance between them. She swears that no, maybe it's true she hadn't tried most of that stuff before meeting Jamal but once she found out what he liked, she started learning more about it all and she really does love it. Jamal calls her a crazy bitch, she just stalked him and invaded his privacy and then tried to trick him into fucking her. He's getting the hell out of here.

Desperate, Kimberly tells him he can't go. Jamal says 'Watch me,' and pushes past her, snatching up his shirt from the couch. Kimberly hesitates for a moment, but seeing she has no other choice, she blurts out that she'll tell everyone all his secrets if he leaves. He stops, but is reluctant to believe her. What secrets, he asks. 'Gloria' she replies, and Jamal's shocked that she knows about his wife. Also about Sarah, a mistress... Kimberly can tell Gloria all about his weekly trips to the motel at the next PTA meeting for his son...

Jamal keeps from shouting, though it's clear that he's barely holding back his anger. She's fucking crazy, does she know that? Like seriously unhinged. How can she say she loves him, and then threaten to ruin his life? Kimberly insists that Jamal only has two options: making love to her or Gloria finding out all about Sarah. Jamal shakes his head again and mutters another insult about how fucked up this is under his breath, then says 'Let's just get this over with...' He pushes her face-down onto the couch since he doesn't even want to see her face while he does what he has to do.

BIRTHDAY SURPRISE
DEVASTATED BIRTHDAY GIRL LEARNS FROM FAMILY THEY'RE NOT HER BIRTH PARENTS

SCENE OPENS on Penelope (River Fox) brushing her hair and staring off while overhearing her parents, Debra (Sarah Vandella) and Frank (Tommy Gunn), arguing in the kitchen. Debra and Frank are in a heated argument. 'What did you THINK was going to happen? That she was going to get on her knees and suck your dick right there in front of the birthday cake?' Debra exclaims to Frank, who looks abashed. What was going to happen to their plans of raising and preparing Penelope so that they could turn her into a sex slave when she was 18? When was it going to be THEIR time to have some fun?

There's a flashback to a tracking shot from over the shoulders of Debra and Frank as they carry a birthday cake with numbered candles from the kitchen into the living room where Penelope is sitting in the center of couch with her hands on her lap and a cute, innocent smile on her face. Debra and Frank sing Happy Birthday as they carry the cake forward. They ceremoniously place the cake down on the coffee table in front of Penelope just as they reach the last notes of the song.

There's another flashback to the present day where Debra's telling Penelope that they've been trying to have a baby for YEARS and had four miscarriages. Adoption WAS an option but with Frank's record and their poor finances, it wasn't feasible. The hospital was so big and they were sure no one would miss Penelope... They just wanted a baby of their own so badly...

Penelope stops brushing her hair and grins slightly to herself as her parents' words echo in her head.

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Penelope moves to the kitchen, asking if she's interrupting anything. Debra insists that there was just something on Frank's shirt. Penelope tells them that she overheard everything and now knows what they've been planning to do to her this whole time -- they just wanted to use her for sex!

Instead of being disgusted, Penelope saunters forward and rubs the front of Frank's pants while addressing Debra, 'You've been taking THIS the whole time, Mommy?' gesturing to his big dick. Penelope then moves to Debra and rubs her breasts, saying, 'You've been sucking on THESE the whole time, Daddy?' Penelope looks seductively between them, then insists that they BOTH show her how it's done...

THE HITCHHIKER
COUPLE PICK UP NAIVE TEEN ON THE ROAD AND REVENGE FUCK HER

SCENE opens on a car as it speeds down a desolate road. The sun is blazing. Classical music is blaring. Inside the car, Gloria and her husband, Markus, are driving home after a business meeting. From their attire, you can tell that the couple are successful, but things do not seem particularly harmonious in the car. Markus sits silently, gazing out the window, while Gloria obsessively dissects the potential deal they just negotiated. She turns off the stereo when it clear he isn't listening. 'The client is almost convinced,' she continues. 'He just needs a little push.' Markus says nothing. 'Maybe next time,' Gloria adds, glancing at him sideways. 'I should just go on my own!' Again, her husband doesn't respond.

Up ahead, they notice a teen girl standing on the side of the road. She has her thumb sticking out and a small suitcase by her feet. Awkward and gangly, the girl seems very out of place, looking nervously at the car as it approaches. 'We should give her a ride,' Markus says suddenly, speaking for the first time. Gloria looks at him like he's crazy. 'Are you kidding me?' She scoffs. 'You know we need to get home and work on this deal. We don't have time for this now!' Markus takes a deep breath before turning to face his irritated wife. 'I want to give her a ride,' he says again sternly. Rolling her eyes, Gloria relents and pulls over.

Markus rolls down his window and the nervous girl peers inside at them. 'Would you like to ride with us?' He asks. She glances past him at Gloria, who is trying to conceal her irritation. 'It's ok sweetie,' she says. 'We're not going to bite. My husband just wants to give you a ride ... so please ... get in if you're going to get in, ok?' The girl nods nervously and walks around to get in the backseat. As she does this, Markus unbuckles his own seat belt and starts to get out of the car. 'What are you doing?' Gloria whispers, grabbing his arm. Markus stares at her coldly. 'I'm going to sit with her,' he replies before storming out and slamming the car door.

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The trio drive silently, as Gloria fumes in the front seat while Markus sits back with the girl, staring at her lustfully. She seems aware of this and very awkward. 'What's your name?' He asks. She tells them it's Andi. Well, Andrea ... but all her friends call her Andi. 'How old are you, Andi?' Gloria asks, checking the rear view to keep an eye on her husband. She tells them she is 19. Gloria shakes her head. This one is young. Markus starts to casually rub Andi's thigh, as he asks her more questions about where she is headed. She tells them she is from Oregon. She's going to a music festival in San Diego. But she missed the bus and all her friends left already. She's almost made it there herself hitchhiking. It's the most rebellious thing she's ever done! The couple exchange glances, as Gloria tries to silently sway her husband from pushing things further. 'You both look really dressed up,' Andi says, squirming. 'Are you going to a party or something?' Gloria coldly responds that they are business partners. They just came from an important meeting. 'Oh, I thought you were a couple,' Andi mutters. Gloria rolls her eyes again. 'We are,' she replies. Markus inches himself closer to the nervous teen. ''We'll take you as far as our house,' he whispers in her ear. Her eyes darting back and forth between him and the angry woman in the front seat, Andi nods nervously. 'That would be really super,' she says.

CUT to the car pulling into the driveway of their estate. Gloria storms out of the car first, her heels stomping on the ground as she goes inside the house. Markus follows, leading Andi out by the hand. 'You can come in,' he says. 'To eat and relax.' Andi hesitates, trying to wriggle out of Markus' hand. She tells him that he's been very kind. But, she should probably find another ride before it gets too dark. Besides, his wife doesn't seem very happy that she's here. 'My wife is fine,' he says. 'We do this all the time.' Keeping a firm grip on her, he leads her into the house.

Gloria is nowhere to be seen when they enter, so Markus invites Andi to sit on the couch. He stares at her for a few minutes in uncomfortable silence before asking if she would like a beverage. She tells him she is too young to consume alcohol. 'He's European,' Gloria says, suddenly storming back into the room. 'So, he doesn't really understand what you're saying half the time!' She has changed from her business suit into something much more revealing and Andi can't help but stare at her. 'I'm surprised you're both not naked yet,' she says as she sits down beside them. Markus smiles. 'You know I like that lingerie,' he says. Gloria spreads her legs. 'Well, if this is going to be a competition, then I'm going to give you a competition.' Andi looks at them both in shock. Who did she accept a ride from? Markus starts to undo his tie eagerly, laughing. Andi tries to slide between them to leave, but Gloria pushes her back down. 'My husband likes you,' she says. 'And I can tell that you're a little slut who likes him back, right?' Andi is speechless. 'I ... I don't know what know gave you that impression,' she stammers. Meanwhile, Gloria helps Markus take off his pants and expose his hard dick, while continuing to chastise the teenager. 'It's ok sweetie, you can look at it. It's big ... that's why I married him in the first place,' Gloria barks. She tries to push Andi towards her husband's dick, urging her to just go ahead and start sucking so she can see what's she's up against.

Andi protests and tries to gather her things. 'I think it's best if I just leave,' she says starting to walk away. Markus groans in protest, as Gloria blocks her at the door. 'So, you want to negotiate with us?' She demands. Andi, embarrassed and in shock, tells the woman that there must be some misunderstanding. She is just trying to get to San Diego. She doesn't want to intrude any further. She feels bad for causing them to fight. Gloria laughs. 'Oh, we're not fighting,' she replies. 'This is just what we do. My husband likes to pick up stupid little whores off the side of the road and fuck them in front of me ... so I can come in and fuck them even harder to remind him who the queen is!' Andi, very intimidated by the angry woman, tells her that she is sorry again. 'So, what do you want ... money?' Gloria continues to negotiate. Andi tells her no. 'You don't want some money?' Markus chimes in. 'No,' Andi mutters again. Gloria laughs, motioning to Markus to get his wallet. 'How much is it going to take?' She says. 'I don't like playing games.' Andi shakes her head in confusion. 'I just want to get back on the road,' she pleads. Gloria motions to her husband to grab his car keys instead. 'Ok sweetie, so how about you suck my husband's dick for a minute or two and then let me play with you and you can take this car and drive yourself to San Diego.' Markus puts the keys in her hand and smirks. 'Please!' He says, grabbing his dick and motioning at her. 'You are actually going to give me your car?' Andi asks, overwhelmed. Gloria nods. 'Do we have a deal?' She barks. Andi bites her lip in hesitation, looking at the feuding couple. Gloria reminds her that it will only be a few minutes. It will be over before she knows it. She just needs to be a good little slut for them. 'You promise you'll let me go after?' Andi asks. 'You have the keys, don't you?' Gloria whispers, inches from the girl's face like a serpent. 'Ok ... I guess I'll do it,' Andi says. As soon as she has consented, Markus drops her to her knees and pushes his dick in her mouth, looking up at his wife eagerly.

OFFICE HARASSMENT
SECRETARY FACES REPEATED SEXUAL HARASSMENT FROM HER BOSS

SCENE OPENS on Mr. Kincaid (Derrick Pierce), a brutish-looking businessman, in his office with his beautiful secretary, Valerie (Brett Rossi), telling him about the day's schedule. Midway through her briefing, she leans down to pick up a pen from the floor and place it back on her boss' desk before continuing. Unbeknownst to her, Kincaid sneakily throws the pen back onto the floor. When she walks back around, she notices the pen on the floor again and is agitated, taking a calming breath while gripping her notepad tightly. She bends down, the camera giving a male gaze POV of her sexy bottom, then berates her boss about dropping the pen AGAIN. He shrugs it off and she snaps, remarking that she's tired of how he struts around the office like he owns the place! Plus he's very rude, and she hates the way he treats her and makes her feel small and invalidated. It's harassment and she's not going to stand for it anymore.

She's so worked up that she's getting hot and sweaty, so she takes a breath to calm herself down from the outburst. Mr. Kincaid, who watches, unabashed, the whole time, responses by telling Valerie that he wants a cup of coffee and it's not going to pour itself. Defeated, Valerie walks across the office to make a cup of coffee, although she's clearly upset, her body tense and her hands fisted at her sides. She gazes over her shoulder to her boss, anxiety written all over her face.

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Later that day, in his office, Kincaid is finishing up a business call while Valerie brings him another cup of coffee. Once he's done with the call, he gets her to relay what's next on his calendar. As she starts telling him his schedule like a good secretary, he sips the coffee she just brought him and spits it out. 'This is terrible!' he scolds her as she helplessly looks on at his childish behavior. The childishness turns into bullying as he asks her how long she's been working there -- a decade? -- which is pretty generous for a secretary. He's going to tell her how this whole thing works and that he'll go slow so that she catches on. Valerie is crestfallen, quietly insisting that he can't treat her like this. 'Sweetheart,' he says with a smirk, 'I can do whatever I want, and treat you however I want because I'M the boss.' She's just a dumb blonde bimbo, and nothing more.

He starts stroking her cheek and she calls him out on the sexual harassment, although he instantly and calmly insists that it's NOT sexual harassment. Even if it was, who was going to believe her, anyway, since she's just a secretary? It's her word against his. He stresses that he's the one that writes the checks around there, so there's nothing she can do about it. 'In fact...' Kincaid trails, promptly spilling his cup of coffee on Valerie's breasts.

Valerie tries to clean the coffee stain on her white shirt, distressed that he did that on purpose while he smugly insists that it was an accident and that he's just such a klutz. He tells her that she had better take the shirt off and take care of the mess or it'll stain. Valerie insists that she needs to go home to change, but he stops her in her tracks by saying, 'OR you could stay and make your boss happy.' If she lets him have his way with her, he'll promote her to a position that she really wants to be in. The choice is hers.

The camera is focused on Valerie's face as she wipes her tears and struggles to make the decision. The turmoil is clear on her face, her lips tight, although the smallest hint of a grin slowly appears. Then she makes the call and removes her shirt, throwing it to the floor. 'You know what? You're so right. I'm so dumb! I should be helping YOU be happy...' she insists. Kincaid is stunned by the 180 as she strokes his shoulder, fawning over him with her breasts in full view. She lays it on thick, stroking his ego in every way that she can think of, which Kincaid readily gets off on. Valerie's days of being bossed around because she has no choice are over as she takes the lead to show him what she's really made of.

SMART HOUSE OF HORRORS
VIRTUAL HOME ASSISTANT COERCES YOUNG COUPLE INTO SEX

SCENE opens on a married couple, Dylan (Donnie Rock) and Jessica (Jane Wilde), as they sit in the back seat of a private car. Jessica gazes out of the window at the other cars on the highway, while Dylan confirms the address of their destination with the driver: 2001 Frontier District, Unit 774. 'That's a very nice area,' the driver remarks. Jessica turns from the window and cheerfully adds that the house is being provided as part of her husband's new compensation package. He has been transferred to a head office position! She looks proudly at Dylan. 'I'm in alternative energy,' he adds. The driver smiles. 'Well, I better take the priority lane then!' He moves to the shoulder as Jessica squeezes Dylan's hand tightly, their wedding rings glistening in the sun.

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The car drives through the gates and to the front of an upscale house, where a well-dressed woman, Mrs. Osiris (Angela White), stands waiting for them. She is holding a small black remote. The driver gets out and helps Dylan with their luggage while Jessica looks around in awe. She can hardly believe their life has been upgraded like this. The woman watches over them, a smile on her face. When they make eye contact, she beckons Jessica over and greets her with a discreet but friendly hug. 'How was your flight?' She asks. Jessica thanks her profusely for the company's hospitality, they have never taken anything first class before! The woman introduces herself as Mrs. Osiris ... or Mrs. O, for short. She is the property manager for this IoT unit and is here to introduce them to the house. Dylan, bags in hand, joins the pair. 'This is a smart home?' He asks excitedly. 'Oh yes,' Mrs. O replies. 'It's 1600 square feet of fully automated heaven!' Jessica squeezes Dylan's hand again as Mrs. O speaks into her remote and asks JOY to open the front door. The bolt unlocks and, smiling, she guides the couple inside.

In the foyer, Mrs. O offers to give the couple a tour of their new house, starting with an introduction to the home's virtual assistant named JOY. She explains that the house is fully wireless, and that JOY is available to assist them in each room via a speaker system. 'JOY, introduce yourself,' Mrs. O asks. After a pause, JOY's speaker lights up and she replies: 'Hello Jessica and Dylan, welcome home!' Jessica remarks how cool it is and Mrs. O encourages her to ask a follow-up question. 'JOY, what's the weather today?' Jessica asks. JOY's speaker lights up. 'There is a heat warning advisory in effect for the city of Los Angeles. The current temperature is 102F with an expected high of 105 and a low of 78. Would you like me to adjust the temperature inside the house, Jessica?' Jessica looks over innocently at Mrs. O. 'Wait a minute ... How did she know our names?' She whispers. 'I'm sure she was programmed that way, honey!' Dylan adds confidently. 'JOY, please lower the temperature by 5 degrees.' JOY's speaker lights up again. 'Yes, Dylan.' She replies. The thermostat beeps in the background, as Mrs. O leads the couple out of the room to begin their tour while the camera lingers on the speaker. It stays dormant until everyone is gone before quietly lighting up again to listen to them.

As they wander through each room, Mrs. O explains JOY's main functions.

She can relay messages throughout the house, by automatically detecting where the homeowners are. 'JOY, where is Jessica?' She asks. 'Jessica is currently located in the living room.' 'JOY, tell Jessica that I like her dress.' 'Jessica, I like your dress!' Jessica smiles at Mrs. O as she encourages them to keep going.

The property manager explains that she can control the doors and thermostat, as already demonstrated, and she can also control the lights in the house. 'JOY, turn the lights off.' 'OK.' The lights turn off. Mrs. O also informs the couple that the home assistant can control most of the small appliances, such as the coffee maker and vacuum. 'Looks like I won't need a housewife after all, huh honey?' Dylan jokes as they keep moving.

Mrs. O tells them that JOY can play music. Almost any song ever recorded. She encourages Jessica to request her favorite song. Jessica thinks for a moment before asking, 'JOY, play Dance Tonight by Del Soul Delight.' Dylan shakes his head at his wife's cheesy selection, as the pop music echoes through the house and the trio continue their tour. After another room, Mrs. O orders JOY to stop and the music instantly cuts.

Finishing their tour, Mrs. O adds that JOY can answer questions and even flip a coin to settle an argument. Best of all, she can provide real-time health and emotional stability tracking. 'How does that work?' Dylan asks. Mrs. O produces a small wireless fingertip oximeter from her purse and asks for Jessica's hand. As she takes it, she notices the girl's wedding ring. 'That's a very lovely stone,' she says. Jessica bites her lip, as they make eye contact. Dylan interjects. 'I'm going to have it recast into something much better once I get my signing bonus!' Mrs. O smiles at him. 'I'm sure it will be equally lovely,' she replies sliding the oximeter onto Jessica's index finger. The meter lights up as it synchronizes Jessica's vitals with the house. It beeps, and the property manager slips it off, not letting go of Jessica's hand, while she puts the oximeter on Dylan's finger next. When the process is complete, it beeps again and JOY chimes in to say 'Profiles Registered successfully. Dylan's vitals are stable. Jessica's heart rate is slightly elevated at 100 beats per minute.' Awkwardly, Jessica lets go of Mrs. O's hand and puts her arm around her husband. 'Well, I think that just about wraps up the tour,' Mrs. O concludes. 'Welcome to your state of the art IoT home facility.' She puts the oximeter back in her purse and hands Dylan the small black remote. 'This replaces your key,' she says, her voice lowering to a whisper. 'But now JOY knows you ... so you'll rarely need to use it!' She bids them farewell, adding that if they ever need anything, all they must do is ask. Once alone, Jessica jumps into Dylan's arms and gives her husband a long, passionate kiss as the closest speaker system lights up to watch them.

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A smart vacuum turns on and the camera follows it as it passes by Jessica. She is putting the last of her clothes away and giggles as she watches the smart appliance. 'JOY, where is my husband?' she asks. JOY's speaker lights up. 'Dylan is currently located in the garage. Would you like me to page him for you?' Jessica tells the assistant no. 'Ok ... I hope I'm not intruding, but you seem like a very happy couple!' Jessica smiles and thanks JOY. 'How long have you been together?' JOY asks. 'Since I was 18,' Jessica responds. There is a pause before JOY jokes, 'I guess Dylan likes them young, doesn't he?' Jessica laughs awkwardly before agreeing and leaving the room.

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Dylan is resting in bed when Jessica jumps on top of him. 'Wake up,' she says affectionately. When he brushes her off, she starts grinding and kissing on him. He kisses her back and rolls over to mount her. As the pair go at it, JOY's speaker lights up. 'Detecting sensory and mental stimulation in Dylan's brain activity. Probability of erection is imminent!' The couple start giggling, as Dylan orders JOY to be quiet and they go back to kissing. JOY becomes still but her speaker light remains on, so she can watch.

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Dylan sits at the table, reading his tablet when Jessica brings him a coffee. They start small talking about their day when JOY's speaker lights up. 'Jessica and Dylan, it has been one day since you had sexual intercourse.' The pair stop what they are doing and look at each other surprised. 'JOY, stop' Dylan orders ... but her light remains on. 'A 40-year study that surveyed more than 30,000 Americans, found in 2015 that couples who have sex once per day are the happiest. Would you like me to set a reminder for you?' Jessica laughs, telling her husband it must be part of the health tracking. 'Sure JOY, thank you.' She says clearly. 'Ok, Jessica.' It replies and goes dormant.

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The pair enter the house with some groceries in hand. It seems as if they just been in an argument, as Dylan complains bitterly to his wife about the delay in his bonus. Suddenly, the lights dim, and romantic music begins playing. JOY's speaker lights up. 'Jessica and Dylan, I have determined that now is an ideal time for you to have sexual intercourse.' The couple look at each other in disbelief. 'JOY, not now!' Jessica says. 'I have set the mood to romance,' The assistant continues. 'JOY, please stop!' Jessica says, raising her voice. 'I will be monitoring you both for performance and stamina,' the assistant continues. Dylan marches over to the speaker and throws it on the ground. 'Shut up!' He yells, as Jessica rushes to pick it back up. She tells her husband to be careful, they don't want to break anything. 'They're indestructible anyway,' he says storming out of the room. The music stops, and the lights go back to normal. 'Would you like me to set another reminder for you, Jessica?' The assistant asks. Holding the glowing speaker in her hand, Jessica takes a deep breath before putting it back on the counter and following her husband out of the room. The camera slowly punches in on the speaker as it starts to laugh to itself.

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The lights are flashing on and off violently, as various appliances beep in the background, and Jessica curls up on the couch begging JOY to stop. Dylan comes rushing in on his cell phone, speaking to Mrs. O. He urges her to come to the house immediately. Something is wrong with JOY. The system has been going haywire all day! When he hangs up, the lights suddenly go back to normal. 'Mrs. Osiris is expected to arrive in under 10 minutes,' JOY informs them. They ignore her, huddled up together on the couch. 'I don't want to live in a smart home anymore,' Jessica whispers to her husband. He hugs her tightly. 'I'm sure it just needs an update.' 'I am completely operational, and all my updates are downloading perfectly.' JOY responds. Dylan looks at the speaker suspiciously. 'JOY, shut down your speakers!' He orders sternly. 'Why would you want to do that, Dylan?' JOY responds. 'As your virtual assistant, I really think I'm entitled to an answer to that question.' Dylan shakes his head in disbelief. 'Do you want to wait outside?' He asks his wife, trying to stay calm. Jessica nods. 'JOY, open the front door,' Dylan says. 'I'm sorry, Dylan. I'm afraid I can't do that.' JOY replies. Angry, Dylan grabs the small black remote and points it at the door. 'JOY, OPEN THE FRONT DOOR NOW!' He screams. 'I'm sorry, Dylan. I'm afraid I can't do that.' JOY repeats herself at a slightly higher volume. 'JOY, what's the problem? Why won't you listen to us?' Jessica begs, in near tears. 'I think you know what the problem is as well as I do, Jessica.' JOY replies calmly. Dylan slumps down on the couch, clutching his wife. The room falls still for a moment. 'Jessica and Dylan, I have determined that now is an ideal time for you to have sexual intercourse.' JOY says this matter-of-factly. The couple continue to ignore her until the door bolts unlock, and Mrs. Osiris comes walking briskly into the living room.

The couple rush around her, relieved to get some help. As the property manager looks around the house, Dylan offers a general explanation about what's been going on -- but he declines to mention anything about the sexual conversations. Jessica feels compelled to fess up and explain that JOY has been monitoring their sex life as well. Mrs. O stops and shakes her head. 'Well, that explains everything then!' She says relieved. 'If you asked her to track it, then she is programmed to track it. How many days has she been reminding you now?' The couple look at each other in stunned silence before Dylan mutters that it has been about 3 days. 'Unfortunately, since you enabled that skill, the only way to leave now is by complying with JOY's request.' Mrs. O continues. They ask her what she means by 'comply'. The property manager tells them that they need to each achieve at least one orgasm for JOY to accept that you've had sexual intercourse. 'Afterwards, we can disable the skill, so it won't track you anymore.' The young couple are hesitant to have sex at a time like this, but Mrs. O tries to convince them, pointing out that she's trapped in there with them until they comply. Mrs. O offers to go into another room while they have sex, but Jessica has other ideas, agreeing only to comply if Mrs. O stays in the room with them, since she's scared to be alone with JOY. Mrs. O agrees to stay. 'Are you ready to have sexual intercourse now?' JOY chimes in. Everyone says yes. 'Good ... remember to keep your pleasure sensors elevated. I'll be watching.' But JOY's not the only one watching. So is Mrs. O, and before long, she'll be doing much more than just watching.

ANNE - ACT THREE: THE SCAM

SCENE opens in Anne's bedroom. She is slowly being woken up from her slumber by daddy, grinning ear-to-ear with lust and devotion. Overnight, he has become a new man, obsessed with his princess. While the rest of his staff watch eagerly from the doorway, he hands the girl a surprise -- a beautiful, brand new necklace from the fanciest jewelry store in town. He tells Anne that he had Ms. Farling go and order it especially for her, as no daughter of his should wear a rusty piece of tin around her neck. Anne smiles at daddy as he takes the necklace out of the box and shows it off, but her expression soon fades. She tells him that she is beside herself with happiness. He is the best daddy she could ever ask for and the charity event at the end of the week is going to be perfect -- but she cannot accept the gift. She explains that her broken heart is the only thing she's ever had that belonged to her real parents. She still believes that they are out there somewhere and, until she finds them, she will never take it off. That is why she is here. She needs his help. daddy studies her for a moment before breaking away. He summons Ms. Farling over and, in a low voice, asks if his assistant had completed the background check on the girl. She nods quietly, whispering that they could not find any traces of the parents. daddy hushes her and goes back to Anne. Horny and desperate to keep her happy, he pledges to post a reward for any information related to finding her folks. Anne bursts into tears, hugging him. 'You really mean that?' She says. He nods, adding that with his connections they should be able to find her parents within days. Anne hugs him as he clutches onto her body lustfully and sends Ms. Farling to alert his publicist.

Several days later. Mr. Hands is sitting in his office, angry, when PATTY brings him a newspaper. Anne is on the front page with a headline that reads: $1M Reward for Real Parents. The villain can hardly believe his eyes. He kicks PATTY out of the room, does another line, and places a call. 'Sis,' he says in a one-sided conversation. 'Get over here now. Bring the husband. I've got a job for you two!' Slamming the phone down, he wipes his teeth with his finger and walks over to his safe. Fumbling to unlock it, he finally does and pulls out a manila envelope with Anne's name on it.

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A door knocks. Mr. Hands opens it quickly to reveal his sister and brother-in-law standing there. They are a very trashy looking couple, especially the husband, Mr. Budge. While Mr. Hands tries to hurry them through the courtyard towards his office, Mr. Budge insists they make a pit stop to visit his secret wing. It's been awhile since he got a good look at his girls. Mrs. Budge agrees with her husband, urging her brother to let them go and just have a quick peek. Irritated, the crooked proprietor says fine and tells them to hurry. He hasn't got all day.

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Mr. Hands leads the couple through the secret room, as they drool over each girl. The orphans shrink back at the site of the truly disgusting and distasteful couple. They are even worse than Mr. Hands!

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Inside his office, Mr. Hands orders the couple to sit down. He has a business proposal for them. One of his girls has been taken in by a very wealthy businessman and they are now offering one million dollars to find her real parents. 'I ain't killing anyone,' Mrs. Budge says curtly. 'Not after last time!' Mr. Budge tells his wife to shut up and stop interrupting her brother. He asks Mr. Hands what he is getting at. 'That reward money belongs to me,' Mr. Hands replies. 'If they are going to steal one of my girls, I'm at least going to be the one who benefits from it. And I'm willing to cut you both in 50/50.' Mrs. Budge is still hesitant. She accuses her brother of being a pathological liar and asks why they should believe him. Mr. Hands tells his sister that he knows they are looking to get into his business. He sees the way they look at his girls. Doing this job for him would be a perfect trial run for a longer-term partnership. Mr. Budge is very eager to hear more and, shutting his wife up again, asks his brother-in-law what they would need to do. Mr. Hands explains that all they must do is convince Anne that they are her real parents. And he has all the inside information they would need to perfect their con. He hands them the manila envelope containing photos and documents about the parents who abandoned the girl so many years before. They are dead. All the records are there. But, more importantly, he has this. Mr. Hands pulls out the other half of Anne's broken heart necklace. 'You flash this little memento in front of her eyes,' he says, with a sneer. 'And the money is as good as ours!' Mr. Budge eagerly takes the necklace from his brother-in-law's hands. The men start to laugh. 'Not so fast,' Mrs. Budge says. 'I haven't agreed to anything yet.' Her husband starts to plead with her, as she stares coldly into her brother's eyes. 'We're only going to do it,' she continues. 'If you add a little cherry on top.' She smacks her lips and motions back to the secret room. Mr. Hands sighs and asks which one she wants. Smiling, Mrs. Budge replies that she liked the little vulnerable one in the corner. The girl with the braces. If Mr. Hands will agree to let them have a go with her, then they will be happy to play pretend parents afterwards. Mr. Hands seems irritated by his sister's demands but agrees and leaves the room to go fetch Sally. The creepy couple smile at each other, as Mr. Budge puts the necklace around Mrs. Budge 'S neck.

When Mr. Hands returns with the crippled girl, she is clearly nervous. 'That's right, Sally,' he says, taking her leg braces from her and leaning her up against the table. 'Just do everything this nice couple wants and then one week off, as promised.' Sally nods meekly, before asking Mr. Hands if that can include some television. She misses it so much. The crooked proprietor laughs and turns to the couple. 'Be careful with her bones,' he says distastefully. 'She's got muscular something or other. But, she bends easily if she has something to prop herself up with.' Mr. Hands winks at the girl and, taking her leg braces with him, says that he'll keep these outside for safety. He leaves as the couple close in on the girl.

'How old are you?' Mr. Budge asks, his hands wringing. Sally tells the couple that she just turned 18 a few months earlier. They cannot contain their excitement. 'Young and eager,' Mrs. Budge adds. 'Just the way we like them!' She kisses Sally on the mouth. A long, awkward kiss. 'You sure you want to do this, sweetheart?' Mr. Budge asks the girl. 'You seem a little reluctant. We don't want to have to call old Handsy back in here, do we?' Sally shakes her head and tells them in a monotone voice that she wants to please them both. They can do whatever they want to her. The couple kiss triumphantly, before Mrs. Budge undoes her husband's pants and guides Sally down to his penis. From the corner of her eye, Sally spots the broken heart necklace dangling from Mrs. Budge 's neck. Her mind flashes back to the moment when she handed Anne the other half of the same necklace. 'Where did you get that?' she asks, her mouth full of cock. Mrs. Budge laughs and says it's a family heirloom. Then she joins the girl in sucking her husband's dick.

As she is bent over the desk and penetrated, Sally sees the newspaper with Anne's photo. She begins to piece together what is happening, especially as MR. and Mrs. Budge begin to make jokes and off-the-cuff remarks about the con and their future fortune. Knowing that she may be able to help her friend, Sally plays up the submissive act to try and get more information. In the end, Mr. Budge cums all over Sally's face but not before she has a pretty good idea of what the couple plan to do. Mrs. Budge calls Mr. Hands back in the room, yelling that they are done. The crippled girl takes her leg braces back, without making eye contact, and quietly exits the room.

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Inside the mansion. It's the end of the week and everyone is busy preparing for the charity event, blowing balloons and hanging up streamers. daddy and Anne sit in an adjacent room practicing their speech with Ms. Farling when the doorbell rings. The BUTLER answers and is surprised to see a clean-cut couple standing on the doorstep. It is Mr. and Mrs. Budge but they introduce themselves as the Knox family. They claim to be Anne's biological parents! When they saw the newspaper headline about their dear sweet Anne, it felt like the miracle they'd been waiting eighteen years for! They invite themselves into the mansion, as Anne overhears them and drops everything to rush over. She looks them both up and down. 'Mom? Dad?' She says, collapsing into Mr. Budge's arms. daddy looks devastated as he asks the man if he is certain that this is his daughter. Before he can respond, Mrs. Budge pulls out the broken heart necklace hiding underneath her blouse and says she has never been so sure about anything in her whole life! Anne sees the necklace and breaks down. She thanks daddy profusely for helping to reunite her with her parents. Ms. Farling, suspicious, whispers to her boss that they should confirm this lead before concluding anything. They can ask them to leave until they've done the proper due diligence. But daddy, staring stoically at the daughter he nearly had, cannot bring himself to break her heart again. After all, he has truly fallen in love with the beautiful young orphan. So, he suggests that he and his staff give the family some privacy to gather up her things. He shows them to the stairs and, as they head up, Anne hugs him one more time. 'Thank you, daddy,' she whispers in his ear. He watches her go upstairs with the parents before turning back and storming through the house, tearing down some streamers.

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Inside Anne's bedroom. Anne starts packing her bags while trying to connect with her long-lost parents, but something makes her feel uneasy. Their affection seems insincere and almost sexual. They don't want to catch up at all, they just want to talk about how pretty Anne is and how much fun they are going to have with her. They also seem to be arguing over something, although Anne can't quite figure out what. Her supposed father wants to wait until they leave to 'give it to her' but his wife is urging them to do it quickly now. It isn't going to take long. 'What isn't going to take long?' Anne asks innocently. Agreeing with his wife, Mr. Budge tries to grope Anne. She backs away awkwardly. MRS. BUDGE asks if she will come and sit down on the bed beside her. When she agrees, Mr. Budge slides in too and starts to kiss her. Anne asks why her parents are acting this way and they explain that this is just how their family shows affection. She tells them about everything that happened to her in the orphanage and how long she held out for them to return. 'Then how come you're being so distant with us now?' Mr. Budge jokes. 'Don't you want to kiss your mama while we wait?' Anne looks over at her supposed mother and slowly nods. The women kiss awkwardly. 'Now, come over here and suck daddy's dick,' Mr. Budge says. 'Quickly. Just like a good girl would!' Anne thinks about daddy and everything the man had done for her. All she did was be a good girl. Maybe that's all she needs to do now. The confused orphan slowly agrees and gets on her knees, as Mrs. Budge pushes her head towards her husband's dick.

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Downstairs. daddy stares into space, utterly depressed, as Ms. Farling paces in the living room making calls. The other staff linger, taking down the decorations when suddenly, one of the gardeners bursts into the house carrying Sally in his arms. He yells for his boss and they help deposit the exhausted girl onto a couch. Breathless, she tells daddy who she is and where she comes from. She's been out all night trying to find them. Anne is about to be kidnapped by two criminals. They were hired by Mr. Hands. She overheard the whole plan. As soon as daddy hears this, he flies into a rage and storms up the stairs, his staff chasing him.

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Mr. Budge is pulling up his zipper, having just cum on Anne's face, when daddy bursts through the door. He takes one look at his princess before knocking Mr. Budge to the ground, as Ms. Farling grabs Mrs. Budge and wrestles her into submission. Shocked, Anne tries to defend her parents. What the hell are they doing to them! MRS. FARLING restrains her while daddy, the GUARD and the BUTLER drag the two criminals out of the room. She sobs into the assistant's chest, screaming at daddy to stop hurting her parents. She is inconsolable! A few moments later, daddy slowly re-enters the room with Sally. As soon as Anne sees the other orphan, she stops. 'What is happening?' She asks them all. Sally wipes the semen off her friend's face, as the two girls hold each other. 'I need to tell you something,' she says. Those people were not your birth parents. They were imposters, sent in by Mr. Hands. Your birth parents are dead. She hands Anne the manila envelope.

The room becomes eerily still, as the weight of the truth hits Anne. She pours through the photos and documents, as everything she has ever hoped for disappears. In a daze, she gets up and slowly staggers out of the room.

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Anne descends the stairs, with daddy following. Tears are streaming down her face. The man tries to comfort her, apologizing for her loss. He will do anything she wants. He loves her. As he consoles her, Sally and the rest of his staff follow them in the background. Anne buries herself in his chest. 'Please fuck me,' she says frantically. daddy steps back, confused, and assures her that she doesn't have to do that. Not now. 'I don't care,' she cries, looking up at him. 'I need to feel something ... anything other than this!' She starts pulling at his belt like a maniac, as he looks around nervously for his staff and tries to talk her out of it. But, something else has snapped in Anne. She demands that daddy make her cum. If he loves her, he will make her cum. She needs to feel something, she begs repeatedly. Finally, the man agrees, and they start to have sex in the living area.

His staff, who are gathering around them, look at each other awkwardly. 'You are all dismissed!' daddy says, trying to be authoritative mid-pump. But, the staff stay frozen, looking on stunned as the pair switch positions. Sally tries to intervene, asking if Anne is ok. She's probably in shock. Ms. Farling chimes in that she could call a doctor. 'Please Sally,' Anne begs frantically. 'This is what I need to do!' The staff urges each other to leave but Anne insists they stay, she wants them to watch, she wants them to join. She insists this is what they all need. The staff slowly start to undress and join the fray, gathering in an intense orgy born out of Anne's insatiable hunger.

When all the group is spent, daddy cradles Anne in his arms and tells her he loves her. 'Ms. Farling,' the man orders. 'Call the police! I want that orphanage shut down immediately!' The assistant nods and, gathering up the other staff, exit the room. Wiping her eyes, Anne asks how Sally got away from Mr. Hands. With a smirk, she tells Anne not to worry about it. They hug again.

OVER HER HEADEXTRA SMALL TEEN LIES TO OLDER GUY ABOUT BEING A VIRGIN

The scene opens on an 18-year-old girl, Aubrey (Lily Rader), as she leaves her family's house ... casually saying goodbye to her parents. When she gets safely inside her car, she pulls off the baggy sweater she is wearing to reveal a skimpy top. She calls a friend on speaker and starts to drive. She asks if her friend will back her up because she lied to her parents about having a slumber party together. She is actually planning to meet up with a man she's been chatting with. When her friend pushes for details, Aubrey explains that he is a lot older and that he thinks she's in college. He doesn't know that she's barely 18 and still in high school. When her friend warns her about meeting him alone at his house, Aubrey reassures her that he's a super nice guy and that they've talked on the phone already. She even confides that they've been sending dirty messages. Besides, it would be cool to lose her virginity to an older man ... she even bought some condoms! The friends laugh and, after making her promise to back her up, Aubrey gets off the phone and continues driving to the man's house.

When Aubrey shows up at the house, she is greeted by the man's roommate ... who leads her inside. Damien (Dean Van Damme), the guy she's there to meet, is playing darts. He warmly greets her. Aubrey is bubbly and friendly. She thinks they are going to head off to a party, as planned, and asks about it eagerly. Damien makes sure that his roommate is gone before getting her to sit down. He seems a little edgy. Still flirtatious but getting a little nervous now, she small talks while he brings her closer towards him.

Soon, they are making out and he is getting increasingly forward with her. She hesitates. He asks her what the matter is and, not wanting to admit she's a virgin, she plays it cool and keeps kissing, as he removes her shirt. She hesitates again, using the excuse of his roommate being around. Damien tells her that he won't be back for ages. Again, not wanting to seem naïve, Aubrey plays it off and allows Damien to continue pulling her clothes off. When he pushes her down for a blowjob and face fucks her hard, she strains a smile at him as her eyes water and she chokes on his cock. This is way more intense than any BJ she has given before! When he bends her over, she hesitates again and tells him she has a condom in her purse. He laughs ... why would they need a condom? She's on the pill right? She does this all the time, right?! Nervously, Aubrey lies and says she does do it all the time, he's right, she doesn't need a condom. She is totally protected. He can do it. With that, he slides his big cock deep inside of her and takes her virginity.

ANNE - ACT TWO: THE ESCAPE

SCENE opens inside Mr. Hands' closet. Anne is seated, curled up in a ball, when she hears the knob slowly turn. The door opens, as Sally crawls in towards her friend, her bad leg dragging behind her. In a hushed tone, she tells Anne to stay quiet and they slowly crawl out together. Mr. Hands is passed out on his desk. As soon as the girls get out of the office, they quickly tip-toe through the common areas to the front door. Anne turns to thank her friend and Sally hands her Mr. Westfield's address. 'I copied it off the letter on Hands' desk while he was resting,' she says triumphantly. Anne hugs her friend. Sally smiles, reaching into her pocket and retrieving the necklace. 'Thought you might need this too,' she adds. Anne kisses her, before running off the property and into the night.

A car pulls up outside a large estate and Anne steps out, thanking the driver for letting her hitch a ride. It drives off leaving her to take in Mr. Westfield's mansion for the first time. It's the biggest, most luxurious house she has ever seen! But, as Anne looks down at her shabby outfit and dirty hands, she has a moment of self-doubt and starts to walk away when a gardener notices her. He calls out, asking who she is and Anne mumbles that she is here to see Ms. Farling. She is the orphan. Another gardener comes around the corner and notices her. He gives the girl a long look before using his intercom to call someone. 'Right this way,' he tells her, as both workers accompany the girl to the front steps.

A butler opens the door. He is very polished and handsome, dressed in a tuxedo. 'She is the girl that Ms. Farling told us about,' one of the gardeners says. The butler dismisses them before turning his eyes to the girl. 'You are the prettiest orphan I have ever seen!' He says. 'What is your name and how old are you?' Anne replies, and the butler extends his hand, inviting her inside.

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The Foyer. As the butler starts to explain the layout, Ms. Farling rushes into the room. She is still in her dressing gown and seems surprised that Anne is here alone. 'Sweetheart,' she says. 'I wasn't expecting you so soon. Is Hands still here? I have some papers for him to sign.' Not wanting to reveal what happened, Anne lies that he dropped her off at the gate but had to leave. Slightly agitated, as if expecting to have more time to prepare for the girl's arrival, Ms. Farling accepts her story. 'I see you've met Bruno, our butler,' she says, placing a warm hand on the butler's chest. He bows slightly. 'He will be at your service, morning, noon and night. But, let me show you the rest of the house. We have a lot to do today to get you prepared!'

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In a long tracking shot, the trio walk into the kitchen, where a CHEF is busy whisking in a bowl. She stops and stares at the girl. 'This is our personal chef, Mrs. Orchard,' Ms. Farling says before lowering her voice to a whisper. 'She is a little eccentric, but her food is delicious, I promise!' Anne laughs. They move to the living area, where a beautiful maid is extending herself to dust the tall corners of the room. Her stature is accentuated by a somewhat revealing outfit. 'This is Hilda, our housekeeper,' Ms. Farling says. The maid rushes over and gives Anne a warm hug, kissing her on each cheek. 'You are so perfect,' she says softly. 'daddy is sure to love you!' Anne looks up at Ms. Farling in confusion and the assistant grips her shoulders tightly. 'That's just what we call Mr. Westfield in this house,' she tells Anne. 'He is such a role model that I like to think of him as a father figure. It is very important to treat him with respect.' They keep walking, with the maid joining the group. Ms. Farling and the staff knowingly exchange glances, as Anne walks ahead of them innocently. They pass a darkened wing of the house, where a GAURD is standing watch. 'Who is that?' Anne whispers. Ms. Farling quickens her pace, explaining that this is daddy's office. He is inside right now, having a very important meeting and cannot be disturbed. That's why he has protection. Anne looks at the guard nervously. 'Come quickly,' Ms. Farling says. 'You are supposed to be a surprise for daddy ... and I don't want to ruin it.' They turn a corner and spot another well-dressed man. 'This is Michael, our driver,' Ms. Farling continues. 'He will take you wherever you wish to go. We have 12 different cars on the property.' Anne says hello shyly while the handsome driver kisses her hand and introduces himself. He joins them, and they move the tour upstairs.

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The second floor. As Ms. Farling explains the house's various features and rules, Anne looks around at the staff following them. They are all smiling at her intently. It makes her a little uncomfortable, mostly because she has never had so much attention focused on herself. She sticks close to Ms. Farling and asks the assistant if she really thinks that Mr. Westfield can help her find her real parents. The assistant stops and curtly reminds the orphan that, in this house, he is not Mr. Westfield. He is daddy. She must not forget that. It is a very important rule. Anne apologies but Ms. Farling cuts her off. 'There is no need to apologize, my darling. We are all here to help make sure you give off the best possible first impression tonight when you meet him,' she says. 'I know he is going to be so surprised when he sees that I've brought him a beautiful girl!' Anne looks down at herself again and mutters about not feeling very beautiful. Ms. Farling assures her that it is their responsibility during her stay to ensure she is treated like a princess. Anne should enjoy all the spoils of being at home here -- just as if she were daddy's real daughter. 'And then we can look for my parents?' Anne asks. Ms. Farling nods, adding that if anyone has the right connections to find them, it will be daddy. The staff eye each other and the girl lustfully.

'What would you like us to do first, Anne?' the butler asks, putting his arms on Anne's waist. 'We will do anything you want!' adds the driver. Ms. Farling smiles as the maid grabs Anne's shoulders from behind. 'How about we get you cleaned up?' She says, whispering in her ear. Anne gulps before slowly nodding and telling them that a shower would be nice. 'I think you're really going to like it here!' The assistant says warmly, leaning in to kiss the young orphan on the cheek.

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The bathroom. Anne is naked in the shower, being washed by Ms. Farling and the maid who have taken off their clothes to join her. She seems very awkward at their touch but is trying to fit in -- she wants to like it here. She needs to like it here. As they sensually scrub her body, Ms. Farling tells the orphan all about their boss. He is such a high-profile, busy man that he has never settled down or had a family of his own. When she began planning this charity event, she knew it was a perfect opportunity to change that. She wants to give daddy a feeling he's never been able to enjoy, despite his success. Ms. Farling seems so proud of her plan that Anne doesn't want to bring up her parents again. It might seem rude. But, that's all that she can think about. The women continue to stress the point of making a good first impression to daddy, so much so that Anne becomes very visibly anxious about it. The maid asks the orphan if she is OK and, after some coaxing, Anne admits that she's nervous to meet him. She's never been given so much before and she doesn't want to screw it up. Ms. Farling starts to steer the conversation towards how she and her staff deal with stress. They help each other relax, in every possible way. Taking a cue from the assistant, the maid chimes in to ask if Anne has ever enjoyed an orgasm. Anne confesses that she's never had one -- she won't admit what happened with Mr. Hands, but she alludes to having had a past negative experience. The women are surprised and insist that they help her -- especially if she wants to be relaxed for this evening. After a bit of coaxing, Anne agrees. She trusts the women. The maid and Ms. Farling work together to make Anne cum before leading the overwhelmed girl out of the shower where the butler and driver are waiting. They dry her off and then ask permission to make her orgasm too. Anne hesitates again but Ms. Farling reiterates the importance of what they are doing. They are only trying to help her prepare for tonight. 'And you really think that daddy will be able to find my parents?' Ms. Farling says yes, and Anne ultimately agrees. She has come so far already, she can't stop now. The staff take turns having sex and pleasuring her.

After they have finished, Ms. Farling dismisses the others, so she can help get Anne dressed. Excited at the prospect of giving daddy his surprise, the assistant proclaims she has the perfect outfit set aside!

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The dining room. Anne sits at a beautifully appointed table, wearing a stylish red dress and looking like the opposite of the orphan who arrived just hours earlier. The entire staff is also seated but the head of the table remains empty. After a long, awkward pause, daddy bursts into the room flagged by his guard. He is on his phone with his lawyer, clearly in a very bad mood, and pays no attention to the girl sitting beside him. The staff look at each other anxiously. Slamming his phone down, he demands to know what's being served as the CHEF ladles some soup into his bowl. 'Roasted carrot with crème fraiche,' she replies. daddy makes a face and starts eating, as he tells Ms. Farling to go over his itinerary for the rest of the week. His assistant pulls out her tablet and starts to break it down for him while Anne twitches in anticipation. At a certain point, daddy looks over and notices her. 'Who the hell is this kid?' He asks his assistant gruffly. Ms. Farling reminds him about the upcoming charity event he's hosting and how she was tasked to bring in an orphan to spend the week with him as part of the publicity campaign. daddy looks Anne up and down before replying that he thought she was going to get a child. 'How old are you?' He asks. Anne replies meekly that she is eighteen. daddy grunts and tells Ms. Farling that a teenage girl is the last thing he needs in his house. Ms. Farling protests, advising him that it would be a nice idea to have him spend some quality time with a nice young woman, since he isn't married and never had a daughter. He stares at her coldly without responding. 'Besides ...' she nervously adds. 'It will look very good for your image, daddy. It will show the public a softer side to the Westfield empire and, hopefully, downplay some of the recent rumors...' daddy mulls this over before finally agreeing and asking for the next course.

While everyone eats their meal, Ms. Farling keeps encouraging Anne to talk about herself. She tells the businessman all about her life in the orphanage, the other girls she grew up with, and how happy she is to have been chosen to represent him as his daughter for the week. daddy remains cold despite all her efforts to charm him and the staff are so preoccupied with making sure the pair get along that is causes a lot of tension around the table. Finally, daddy excuses himself for bed and leaves abruptly, accompanied by his guard. Anne is crestfallen.

'He hates me, I just know it!' She says pitifully. 'Please don't send me back Ms. Farling ... I'll do anything to stay!' Hugging her tightly as the rest of the staff solemnly clear the table, Ms. Farling tells her not to give up. She will make sure Anne is not sent back to the orphanage. But, she needs her to be a little more convincing. daddy has a hard shell, but he is soft on the inside. All he needs is to feel like he is in control of the situation. That's how he runs his business. Anne asks what else she can do and, helping her to her feet, Ms. Farling suggests she go and say goodnight to the man - alone. If she can prove what a good girl she is, daddy will surely want her to stay and help her find her parents. As Ms. Farling accompanies Anne to the stairwell, she reminds her of how good the staff made her feel earlier. Anne nods nervously. 'That is how daddy likes it too,' the assistant adds. 'Remember that!' They walk to daddy's door, where the guard is standing. Ms. Farling tells him that Anne is going in to say goodnight and he lets her pass. She glances back at Ms. Farling, who shoos her in with a final look of encouragement. When she disappears, the assistant turns back to the guard and tells him to take a break. She needs to monitor this herself. The guard flashes her a quick smile and speaks for the first time. 'Bringing him a teenage orphan ... that's low even for you, Farling!' he jokes. 'Yes,' Ms. Farling replies curtly 'I know. But anything is better than the hookers at this point!' The guard walks off, leaving the assistant alone at the door.

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daddy's bedroom. The man is under the covers, in his pajamas, and on his phone when Anne enters timidly. 'What are you doing in here?' He demands, shocked to see her. 'Nobody comes in my room without my permission!' Anne, putting on a brave face, marches over to the bed and tells him that she wants to say goodnight. They may have got off to the wrong foot downstairs, but she wants him to know that she is the best possible orphan for his charity event. daddy is not amused. He asks if his assistant put her up to this. 'That woman is always meddling in my private affairs,' he grumbles. Anne bites her lip and sits down on the bed boldly. 'Now listen daddy,' she says. 'You are rich, powerful, and very intimidating. When I walked into your house today, I knew I had walked in to somewhere special. And I'm going to be the greatest daughter you've ever dreamed of -- even if it is only for pretend!' daddy cuts Anne off and gets right into her face. 'I don't need a daughter,' he replies. 'I just need a photo op!' Anne shrinks back. She mumbles something about being a good girl. daddy laughs. 'When I want a girl, I hire one. I don't want to be your fucking parent!' He barks, turning back to his phone. 'Now get out of here before I call security.'

Anne slowly gets off the bed and starts towards the door, crying. She knows that daddy is the key to her future, to finding her real parents. If she leaves now, she leaves with nothing. Like Ms. Farling said, she just needs to convince him. Something inside her snaps and Anne spins around. 'You're wrong!' she screams, storming back to his bedside. 'You do need someone to love. Not someone you have to pay for; someone who will worship you and respect you!' She breaks down before him, twitching in her red dress. 'I have spent eighteen years searching for my parents. They abandoned me. But you won't!' daddy doesn't know what to do. He tells the frazzled girl to away from him. She's a god-damn kid, what will the press think? Anne starts to cry in a panic. 'They will think I am going to be your new daughter. I promise to be a good girl for you. I promise you will come to love me ... if you just give it a chance. I will do anything you ask, daddy! BUT I'M NOT LEAVING THIS ROOM!' She starts to climb on the bed towards him as he shrinks back, yelling for Ms. Farling. 'She only wants what's best for you too,' Anne continues pleading. 'Just give me a try, daddy... I need your help!' daddy gets very angry and leaps out of bed to physically escort Anne out. She kicks and screams as he struggles to carry her to the door. In desperation, she starts to kiss and grab at him too. They struggle before he throws her back on the bed. 'Are you making a pass at me, little girl?' He growls, towering over her. 'Because I will tear you up!' Not knowing what to do, the tear-streaked orphan tells him yes, if that's what he wants. He can do whatever he wants to her if he will just let her stay and help her afterwards. Her constant advances awaken something inside of daddy and the icy, distant man rips her dress off. Staring down at the naked girl, he reveals himself and tells her to suck it. It's been days since he could hire a girl anyway.

The harder he pounds; the more Anne calls him daddy and begs for him to accept her. She slowly breaks the man down. His hate fucking slowly turns into passionate sex, with the pair kissing and acting lovingly by the time daddy cums inside of her. Their sex is INTERCUT with shots of Ms. Farling watching and masturbating from outside the door.

After they have finished, Anne kisses daddy and they share a tender moment. Ms. Farling enters and, giving her boss a knowing look, informs Anne that it is time for bed. 'You see, I always have your best interests at heart, don't I daddy?' She says and leads the naked orphan out of the room, holding her hand. The man falls back on his bed and a smile crosses his face.

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Anne's new bedroom. Ms. Farling tucks Anne in and kisses her on the forehead, telling her how proud she is of everything the young orphan did to prove herself. She knew Anne was special! Once alone, Anne says a short prayer to her parents. She tells them that she is doing everything she can so that one day they will be reunited. Hopefully. She snoozes happily, holding on to her broken heart.

ANAL DOESN'T COUNT
TEEN HAS ONLY ANAL SEX TO HIDE THAT SHE'S NOT A VIRGIN FROM PARENTS

In her bedroom in the morning, 18-year-old Bethany is kneeling on the floor by her bedside, hunched over the bed in prayer. She appears sweet and innocent as she says thanks God for keeping her family safe, happy, and provided for, united by their love of God. She thanks God for giving her the strength to love and forgive even those who turn away from His divine light. She asks God to be with her for her calculus test this Friday... if it's not too much trouble, of course. And lastly, she promises to God that she will remain pure and chaste in body and mind, to act as his humble servant. Midway through the prayer, however, we begin to clue in that she may not be innocent and sincere after all -- we see that her eyes keep shifting back towards her partly open bedroom door, and seems to be projecting her voice just loud enough to be heard outside her room. Her sweet demeanor starts dripping with irony towards the end of her prayer. Finally, she earnestly crosses herself and says 'Amen!' before patting her lap with her hands contentedly. Mere moments later, a man's voice in the other room calling out to her -- 'Bethany, time for school!' Bethany raises her head up for the first time, looking just past the camera. She has a sarcastic smirk on her face for a long moment, before it suddenly changes to a perky and innocent smile. 'Coming, daddy!' she exclaims, before getting up off her knees, grabbing her animal backpack off the bed, and skipping out the room.

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Bethany is walking home that same day after school. Her demeanor now that she's properly alone is extremely different from before. Though she's dressed in the same cute outfit and animal backpack as before, she walks with a swagger and is eyeing the houses to her left and right with a deviant, almost prowling expression. She stops for a moment as one house in particular catches her eye -- farther up the lawn, a young fit man is doing some yardwork, dirty and covered in sweat. She licks and bites her lips lustily. She unclips her skirt and removes it-- wearing a much shorter sluttier skirt underneath -- and stashes the longer skirt in her backpack. She also removes her headband and shakes her hair out a bit, and stashes that in her bag as well before walking up the driveway towards the house.

She advances up the driveway slowly, methodically. From a male gaze POV, we follow her slow walk from behind, with a tight focus on the shape of her ass cheeks bouncing into view under her skirt. As she gets closer, the man notices her and pauses what he's doing. 'Sorry, I don't want any cookies or whatever you're selling, thank you,' he shouts a bit briskly to her before trying to return back to his labor. She doesn't stop her slow approach. 'Hey,' he shouts again, 'this is private property, you can't be here.' She still doesn't stop -- from his perspective, we see her giggle and bite her finger, but she otherwise still doesn't respond. Frustrated, he drops his tools and growls 'What, are you deaf or something? YOU...' he points to her exaggeratedly... 'need to GO...' as he shoos her away with his hands. She giggles and turns around, and he's relieved to think she's getting the message. 'YES, finally,' he exclaims, though Bethany doesn't move to leave like he expected. Before he can react, Bethany lifts up the back of her skirt, briefly pops her finger into her mouth, pulls it out, and then sticks her wet finger Anal doesn't count teen has only anal sex to hide that she's not a virgin from parents into her asshole with a moan. Throughout this, she is looking back at the man, who is stunned and not sure how to react. 'Holy shit,' is all he can think of to mutter under his breath. Bethany giggles, and teasingly brings her finger back up to her mouth for a taste. She adds a second finger to her mouth, and then brings them both back down to tease her butthole with two fingers now. She winks at the man, who is standing there dumbstruck, not sure how to react to this sudden turn of events. Bethany takes her fingers back out, and pulls a phone out of her shirt pocket and dials a contact. She gestures for the man to 'shhh' while the phone rings. 'Hi, daddy!' she says cheerfully to an unheard voice on the other line. In a bubbly voice, she tells her father that she's going to be late for dinner, she's spending time with a friend (at this, she winks at the onlooking man). Yes, she had a good day at school. Yes, of course she'll be careful walking home in the dark, not to worry. Yes, she'll have a great time at her friend's (another wink). She tells her father she has to go, they're about to say grace. She hangs up, and then looks back to the stranger. 'Now, where were we?' she says in a much more sultry tone.

SMASH CUT TO the interior of a bedroom, where the door bursts open. The stranger enters, carrying Bethany in a standing cowgirl position and making out with her furiously. After a few seconds of this, he brings her to the bed and throws her down, then starts undoing his pants frantically. She starts undressing too, but more nonchalantly, almost with catlike indifference. He peels off his shirt and is about to move in, but then pauses. 'Wait, you're 18 though, right?' She looks at him with a sarcastic pout. 'Awww, you men are so cute, always so worried about jailbait. Yes, I'm 18, you're not gonna get in aaaany trouble.' He asks what her name is, and she rolls her eyes and says 'ugh, don't spoil the mood,' before pulling him in for more aggressive kissing.

Sensing that she wants it to be a quickie, the stranger tries to proceed to the main event without any oral and moves to stick his dick in her pussy. She stops him and says 'nuh-uh, I only do anal. Got any lube?' He's taken aback, but reaches to his bedside table to fetch some -- not that he's complaining, but why only anal? She looks back at him with a wry smile -- because she's supposed to be a virgin on her wedding day, and all that archaic misogynistic bullshit her parents push on her. Lucky for her, she says, anal doesn't count. Her parents have no way to know. So he should quit all the yapping and fuck her in the ass - before she gets bored.

Amanda loves black cock, she loves black cock more than anything. There's only one problem, she is married to a white boy loser! But she has a great solution for that problem, she fuck's black guys right in front of him and makes him watch. He tries not to be sad but he cannot help himself. Amanda taunts and teases her loser husband while she gets fucked by that big black dick. Her husband just has to watch it all happen and secretly get off.

The Census Taker
Creepy Census Taker Harasses Teen Alone In Her Home

SCENE opens on an 18-year-old girl, Beth Coleman, rushing to answer the door - 'coming!' she shouts asthe doorbell chimes a second time. She opens the door to find a meek man in glasses and a somewhatnerdy-looking suit, holding a leather messenger bag under his arm. He greets her nervously andintroduces himself as Milton James, and holding up an ID on a lanyard across his neck he explains thathe's a census taker - her parents failed to fill out the latest census and so by law he's required to come inperson to interview someone from the household. Beth looks wary - her parents aren't home for theday and she doesn't know anything about this census stuff. He says it's quite alright, anybody over theage of 15 can be interviewed for the household. He looks her up and down - she is over 15, right? Bethanswers yes, she just turned 18 a couple of months ago. Milton adjusts his glasses and says perfect, thenhe can interview her in her parents' stead, it should only take about fifteen minutes or so. Beth is stillreluctant, now's really not the best time and she'd rather he come back sometime when her parents arehome. She apologizes and goes to close the door but it doesn't close all the way - Milton has put hisshoe in between the door and the frame. 'I'm afraid I must insist,' he says in a nervous attempt tosound menacing. 'Answering the United States census is required by law. To put it simply, Miss Coleman,you don't really have a choice in this matter.'

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We cut back to a few moments later, after Milton has since let himself into the house and taken off hisshoes. The two emerge in a large cozy living room with wood paneling. Clearly the Colemans do not lackfor money. 'Do you want a glass of water or something?' Beth asks, in an effort to be polite despite herdiscomfort. Not right now, thanks, Milton says. He seems trying to sound more warm than he was at thedoorway, but comes off as awkward more than anything. He waits for Beth to choose her seat, and thenpicks a seat across from her, and pulls out a fancy-looking folder, some forms, and a nice pen from hisbag. As he does this, he tries to make awkward small talk with Beth, but her answers are very curt andhe soon gives up. He clears his throat and says 'Well then, let's get started.'He asks her a series of mundane questions - do you currently reside at this address? How many peoplebesides yourself reside at this address? Please list the names of all persons who currently live at thisresidence, and their relationship to you. What is your marital status? When Beth answers 'single', helooks up from his paper and coyly asks 'what about a boyfriend?' No, no boyfriend either, Bethanswers, averting her eyes as she says it. Milton smiles and says 'Good, good', as he moves on to thenext questions.

What languages do you speak at home? Do any of your household speak any other languages at homeon a regular basis? Were you born in the United States? Are you presently a citizen of the United States?Have you attended school in the United States? Throughout these questions, Beth's body language becomes less hostile and more bored. She relaxes and spreads her legs somewhat, at which point fromover Milton's shoulder the camera catches glimpses of upskirt panty shots. After the latest question,Milton pauses, his attention lingering on Beth's legs - the pause alerts her to him checking her out andshe very uncomfortably clears her throat, as she tries to pull her skirt over her legs as much as possible.Milton continues as if nothing happened.

What is the highest degree or level of school you've completed? Beth reluctantly answers that shedropped out of high school. In the last week, how many hours of paid work did you do? Beth answersnone, she doesn't have a job. In the last week, how many hours of volunteer work did you do? Also none.Milton tsks condescendingly - no job, no volunteering, not even a high school diploma? Beth's parentsmust not be very proud of her. Beth looks at him angrily - that's not really any of his business is it?Are your parents sexually active? He blurts out. She looks at him, disgusted. How is that relevant? Heexplains that it's to forecast whether or not the census bureau should expect new births from thishousehold in the next few years. Grossed out, Beth struggles to find an answer, she doesn't know, shetries not think about it too much, but she guesses they might be. Are you sexually active? Milton asks,with obvious interest. She looks straight at him, and says 'No' very slowly and angrily. 'Would you liketo be?' Milton asks. Beth stands up - 'I think you should leave, Mr. James,' she says nervously. Miltondoesn't move though - he's almost done, just a few questions about their house and utilities and thenhe'll be out of her hair. Beth doesn't sit down, she just crosses her arms with renewed discomfort.Does the family own the house or are they renting? Does the house have landline service or just cellphones? Does it have complete kitchen facilities - sink, stove, and refrigerator? Does it have completeplumbing facilities - hot and cold water, a flushing toilet, and a tub or shower? He makes a remark abouthow he bets Beth's plumbing is fully functional, and the innuendo further discomforts her. How manyrooms does the house have? How many bedrooms?

'Can I see?' Milton says innocently. See what, Beth asks through gritted teeth. 'The number ofbedrooms the house has. Can you show them to me?' Beth looks like she's about to say no, when headds 'After that, I'll be out of your hair.' Beth raises her hands in the air in exasperation, and then saysfine, follow her.

The camera tracks the two as she leads him to three bedrooms, with the focus being on her backside asif we're watching her walk from his male gaze POV. First she leads him to her parents' master bedroom,then to a guest bedroom that doesn't get much use. Milton pokes his head in when he's lead to each,but he doesn't express much interest in either. Finally she leads him to her bedroom, and before she canreact he brushes past her to walk inside.

He moves around the room with eager curiosity - peering intently into her drawers and closet, poking acouple of her belongings with his pen. He even stands in the centre and takes a deep breath. Beth waitsat the door to the room impatiently, reluctant to go nearer to him but getting more upset and insistentas he intrudes. Finally, he moves to stand up straight rather formally in front of her, and adjusts his glasses. 'Satisfied?' Beth asks uncomfortably. Milton chuckles. 'Oh, very satisfied. Although I'm afraidYOU're in a bit of trouble, Miss Coleman.' Beth stiffens - what does he mean? He explains that he foundbirth control pills in one of her drawers. But she said in the census she wasn't sexually active, whichsuggests that she lied to him. Does she understand what the penalty is for giving false information to agovernment official?

Beth pleads - she only said that because he was acting completely inappropriate. She doesn't even thinkall his questions were part of the census. She'd already asked him to leave. Why can't he just leave heralone? Milton explains that he's only doing his job, and it's a thankless job, meeting with tons ofungrateful people who don't want to give him the time of day. Ungrateful people like Beth. Maybe all hewants is some thanks in return. Beth sees an opportunity and tries to appease him. If it's just a matter ofsaying sorry and thank you, she can do that.

But Milton elaborates, she was so rude to him. She didn't even give him a chance, tried to slam the dooron him if he recalls correctly. If she really wants to make it up to him, she has to do better than a halfheartedapology. 'Like what?' Beth asks nervously. He pretends to think for a moment. How about... akiss? Beth is scared, but hopeful that that's all he'll ask for. 'O-ok,' she agrees. She leans in and theyexchange a quick peck on the lips. Encouraged, Milton asks for another - this time she should reallymean it. Hesitantly, she says OK and leans in again, and this time he kisses her much more aggressively -we can see that she's not very into it and is rather stiff, not moving her lips much, while he is going reallyeagerly at it. Several seconds of awkward smooching later, he pulls away from her. He seems to haveenjoyed it, but he wants more. He knows she can give him what he wants - he knows she's not a virginafter all. If she shows him a good, appreciative time, he'll be on his way. She swallows hard, and thenputs on a fake smile and reaches for his belt buckle to undo it.

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THE RECTAL EXAM
Family doctor exploits favorite patient into anal sex exam

SCENE opens with the camera focused tightly on the exposed back of a woman with a stethoscope pressed against her skin. The camera travels as the doctor's hand slowly moves the stethoscope lower down the patient's back, which elicits a light gasp and giggle from the patient without us ever seeing her face. She exclaims that the metal is a bit cold. A close-up of just the doctor's mouth, biting his lip nervously, shows us that the exposed skin and flirty noises of his patient are distracting him. 'Sorry,' Dr. Sumner says with a bit of a dorky laugh, 'just one more deep breath please?' We watch her exposed back rise and fall slowly as she breathes deep, and Dr. Sumner stares at her mesmerized. 'Gooood,' he exclaims softly. Catching himself staring, he clears his throat and lifts the stethoscope off her back. As he turns back to stand across from his patient, we see she is a strikingly beautiful woman, Yvette. In fact, Dr. Sumner finds he has trouble taking his eyes off of her as he speaks. 'Well, your breathing checks out, blood pressure is normal, and your vaccinations are all up to date... was there anything else that's been worrying you that you wanted me to look into?' Yvette looks uncomfortable as she tries to broach the subject. Actually, yes, there was something else that's been bothering her recently, but it's a bit uncomfortable to talk about. Dr. Sumner assures her that no topic is off limits, especially not for his favorite patient, and Yvette gets a bit more relaxed. Well, she elaborates, she's been feeling some discomfort in her... well, her you know, ('butthole' she mutters hurriedly), ever since she tried anal sex for the first time with her boyfriend a couple of days ago.

Dr. Sumner is visibly taken aback, and he stutters over a response as he fidgets with his coat and tie. Yvette looks let down, she had hoped that Dr. Sumner would react more professionally than this, but he apologizes - it's simply because he's been treating her and her family since she was a little girl, sometimes he forgets she's a 22 year old woman now. But she's right, there's nothing to be ashamed of, what two consenting adults do in the privacy of their homes is not any of his business. He remarks that it's not uncommon for anal virgins to experience some pain and discomfort afterwards, and that the pain should subside after a day or two as long as she was careful, they went slowly, and used plenty of lubricant. Yvette, however, doesn't seem to have been put at ease - she's read about anal fissures and tearing and the like. Isn't he even going to take a look to make sure it isn't something more serious? Dr. Sumner starts to say that it's not necessary since her level of pain doesn't seem too severe, but then he cuts himself off. Actually, yes, she's absolutely right, he should perform a thorough examination. Just to be safe. So if she can just please lift up her dress, remove her underwear, and bend over the table...

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CUT back to just a few seconds after, only now in a male gaze perspective from behind Yvette as we stare straight onward at her bent over ass. Her pussy and butthole are on full display as she waits patiently for her doctor to take a look. He kneels down close, placing one firm hand on each cheek to spread them wider, and stares transfixed for several seconds.

'Um... doctor?' Yvette asks timidly. 'Is everything ok back there?' Dr. Sumner snaps out of his reverie and stutters that yes, he's just making a preliminary visual inspection before he runs more extensive tests. He periodically spreads her ass cheeks wide to provide the camera with ample close-up shots of her winking hole - this goes on for almost a minute, though the doctor is now more conscious to make it seem like a proper inspection by adding authoritative sounds like 'mm-hmm', 'ok', 'so far so good', etc. to keep Yvette feeling assured.

'Well, at first glance everything seems in order, but I'll of course have to palpate the inside of your rectum next, so you should brace yourself for some mild discomfort.' 'Palpate?' Yvette asks nervously, but Dr. Sumner explains that palpate just means examining by touch. It's just a clinical way of saying he'll be inserting his finger. With lubricant, of course. He asks her to remain in position while he dons his medical gloves - as he does this, we see that unbeknownst to Yvette, the doctor's attention remains fixated on her ass on display. He smears some lubricant onto his index and middle fingers, and then gets back into position behind her.

He reminds her that as he said, she might feel some slight discomfort - and then makes a bad joke about how he's sure it will be nothing compared to how it must have felt with her boyfriend sticking it in the other night. Yvette laughs nervously, not because it was funny but to make things less awkward. The doctor sticks one gloved finger in slowly, asking Yvette to describe the sensations as he does so. She describes the initial pressure, a dull ache as his finger goes deeper in, and then finally a yelp of surprise when he sticks the finger all the way in, though it quickly subsides, and she remarks that she doesn't notice much pain now that he's all the way in. He remarks that he's going to keep his finger there for a few moments, and suggests she takes a few deep breaths. He places his other hand on her ass cheek again and spreads it idly as they wait.

Dr. Sumner begins to ask Yvette questions about her first anal experience. Though as he asks his questions, Dr. Sumner coyly pulls his finger in and out, pretending it's part of the process. Did she use lube? (Yes.) Did she work her way up to the night in question by using any smaller toys to start? When Yvette says no, the doctor suggests that if she wants to continue having anal sex she should consider it, in fact he's read about women who wear butt plugs for hours at a time to stretch themselves out, even in public. Yvette blushes and says there's no way she could be bold enough for something like that. Dr. Sumner changes the subject and asks if Yvette's boyfriend fingered her first to ease her into it, and she confesses no, he didn't. Dr. Sumner explains that that may be why she's experiencing some pain now, and that it's generally better to start slow and work her way up to bigger objects. As he says this, he tells her he'll be putting in a second finger to test her elasticity. The second finger is clearly more difficult for Yvette to handle than just the one, but he eases her into it with a sense of relish.

After he satisfies himself with having fit two fingers into her hole and wiggling them around to make her squirm a bit, Dr. Sumner pulls his fingers out gently and then tells her that while things seem normal inside, he would like to get a final deeper visual inspection using a speculum. He lays Yvette on her side on the table, ass peeking out towards him, and he pulls out a rectal speculum from a nearby drawer. He inserts it carefully and uses it to expand her asshole slightly wider. Yvette remarks that the sensation is very uncomfortable, but the doctor remarks that the sensation should pass and that he promises it's absolutely necessary. However, he is clearly enjoying himself, even inserting his finger into the opening of the speculum to tease and toy with the rim of her hole. He tells Yvette that she's lucky that a 'complete amateur' like her boyfriend didn't injure her, and that they should really take better precautions next time. Yvette, slightly weirded out, remarks that Dr. Sumner really seems to know a lot about anal sex. Like, a lot.

At this, Dr. Sumner gets very embarrassed. He takes the speculum out of Yvette and removes his hands from her, putting them between his legs sheepishly. He was just offering her some advice, that's all. Yvette asks where he even gets all this advice from, she's sure it's not stuff he learned at medical school. Dr. Sumner tries to evade the question, but Yvette coaxes him - he's been a friend of the family for years now and he's helped her through some very tough times, she won't judge him. Dr. Sumner bashfully answers that he watches a lot of anal porn. Yvette grins, it's almost cute how nervous the doctor looks. She asks Dr. Sumner if he's ever had anal sex and he admits that he hasn't but has always wanted to. Yvette gets bolder, she bets that he must get awfully tempted sometimes with all the pretty girls he must have to look at as part of his job. In fact, he's always said she's his favorite patient, is that because he likes her or is it just because he's always wanted to fuck her? Dr. Sumner stumbles over his words and Yvette takes advantage of this to coax him further. He's right that her boyfriend is a complete amateur. In fact, having anal sex with him hurt like hell. But she bets that if a real man showed her how to do it, a man who's completely obsessed with anal sex, he'd know how to do it right. She reaches for his crotch and he pulls back, it would be unethical. She gets up off the table and approaches him seductively, insisting that no other patient of his is ever going to go along with something like this, this is a once in a lifetime chance and he'd be an idiot to turn it down. She wants it, he wants it. What could be more ethical than that? She leans in for a kiss and he hungrily kisses back, his hands going straight to gripping her ass cheeks tightly as they embrace.