A frustrated director paces back and forth in the hallway of the apartment building that hosts today's shoot. She's an accomplished pornographer, respected in her field, but for some reason her main actress is disappointing lately, and it doesn't help that these scripts get lamer and lamer. Her high heels click clack on the marble. She pauses for a moment, considering whether or not she can tweak the dialogue, then turns her heel and makes for the elevator. She hits the button and when the scene resumes, she's sitting on a couch in the apartment that will serve as the set. One shapely leg i...

A frustrated director paces back and forth in the hallway of the apartment building that hosts today's shoot. She's an accomplished pornographer, respected in her field, but for some reason her main actress is disappointing lately, and it doesn't help that these scripts get lamer and lamer. Her high heels click clack on the marble. She pauses for a moment, considering whether or not she can tweak the dialogue, then turns her heel and makes for the elevator. She hits the button and when the scene resumes, she's sitting on a couch in the apartment that will serve as the set. One shapely leg is crossed over the other and she bobs her leg up and down, studying each paragraph. She takes the highlighter cap in her mouth and starts to use the marker to underscore a line. Her high heels dangles off her foot. She's reach down to put it back on securely when the door knocks. "Enter," she says. That'll be Peyton the actress in question.

Zoey gets straight to the facts. She explains that Peyton isn't delivering her lines like she should be, that fans have gone so far as to call her acting "tired" and "unconvincing". Peyton gives a knowing nod. She seemed to expect this talk. She explains that her frequent costar, Jay, is a douche, and it takes a Herculean effort to act turned on around him. "I just don't have the motivation," she admits, her shoulders slumped. Neither does she want to be replaced. She has something of a dilemma on her hands.

"Don't worry that you'll be replaced," says Zoey, "You're a gifted actress. So professional." She offers to run over the lines with Peyton. She'll play the role of Jay. If Peyton can just get over her disdain for Jay, even for a moment, they'll have a winner, and it matter in particular today because the investors will be on set to see. Peyton is very grateful. The women stand up facing each other and delivery their lines. The scene in question is a heartbreaker, a moment where Jay has to leave in a rush and professes his love for Peyton. As they come in for the kiss, it's very evident that this is no screen kiss. Peyton pauses with a shy smile, bites her lip and says, "Like his?" She plans another kiss on Zoey's lips and they continue passionately. The scripts are dropped, forgotten in the moment. They run their high heels up one another's nylon-clad legs. Peyton spins Zoey around and fondles her breasts through her silk blouse, kissing her neck gently all the while. Zoey's overcome. She runs her high heel again up Peyton's leg and lets out a gasp.

If they're quick, they can undress and enjoy their own "scene" before the investors arrive!