Date: Sat, 3 Oct 2020 10:32:08 +0000 (UTC) From: Ronald Shearing Subject: Unlocking Sexual Secrets 55 Unlocking Sexual Secrets Part 55 Nifty / bisexual / adult-friends This story is fiction and is intended for mature readers only. If it is not legal to read this story in your jurisdiction, or there are any other considerations that may lead to other complications where you are, please close this page now. Otherwise, enjoy the chapter that follows. Feedback is always gratefully received via email at, Ronald DOT Shearing AT yahoo DOT com. Donations link here: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html. If you decide to donate because you enjoy my story, feel free to mention my name. I found the place easily enough. Big house, with a large curved driveway up to a floodlit private parking area. I noticed four cars parked in front, two non-descript sedans, a "pimped" low-axle Mustang, black over orange, and rounding off the set there was a white Dodge mini-van. I parked next to the mini-van and walked up to the front door. I wondered if I should knock, or call Donna and let her know I was here, when the front door opened and a dark-haired woman in a fur coat over a dark skirt suit walked out and lit a cigarette. "Oh! Can I help you?" the woman asked. I was initially lost for words. I was standing in front of shemale pornstar, Lolita Carter. Fuck, she looked good in the flesh. "Eh, yes, well, actually. I'm here to see Donna. She asked me to come over." "Oh! You're not her husband though, I've met him before." "No, not her husband," I replied with a smile, "Definitely not her husband." Lolita smiled back at me. "Good. I'm glad he's not coming tonight. That last movie I did with Donna would have been less of a pain if her husband hadn't stood around practically jerking off while we filmed. God, I know part of Donna's mystique is making things look shockingly amateur most of the time, but, I'm a professional, and I like people to act professionally round me. Donna's husband is a walking dictionary entry for 'unprofessional'." "Yeah, Frank's a bit of a dick." I laughed. For a few seconds I thought about saying something more, but I didn't really know what to say. "Not a man of many words? Good. I like that in a man. Strong silent type. Go straight in. The amateur hour shoot is on through the back in the Green Lounge. Fuck, that guy and his wife seem like pure yokels. My scene is going to be shot in the Library. See you later, ehm, I didn't catch your name?" "Ron." "Ah, Ron. Pleased to meet you. I'm Lolita. I'll hopefully see you inside." Lolita stepped away from the front door to finish her cigarette. I entered the front vestibule and walked towards the back of the house. I heard sounds coming from what must have been the Green Room. I approached and saw Donna just inside the room, heavily made up. She was wearing a bathrobe. Her and a slim older guy with a thin brown moustache were deep in conversation. The door was open, but I wasn't sure if I should knock. Luckily, Donna spotted me. "Oh, Ron, I'm so glad you could make it! Gerald, this is Ron, a sweet friend of mine." The guy with the moustache shook my hand. He looked about fifty. Lean, well-groomed, wearing a purple shirt and tight gray-checked slacks. And I guess if you were an un-reconstructed male, you'd say he looked 'openly gay'. "Hi, Ron." "Hi, Gerald" I said back. At the far end of the spacious room I noticed a young girl with a clipboard wearing a headset, she looked early twenties, talking to an older couple. The male, also in a bathrobe, looked around forty years old, heavy set with short dark hair. The wife, wearing tight jeans and a black leather jacket, and with bright red hair, actually looked pretty hot. I wondered if they were a real couple, or actors who portrayed what people would think was a real couple in a gonzo porn movie. I assumed based on what Donna had said earlier, they were for real. Gerald leaned in to me and spoke softly. "Ron, you don't perform do you? Arnold there, well, to be brutally frank, he's a moron. We've given him a Viagra, but the thing is, I've tried to get at least some personality out of him, but nothing. Absolutely nothing. You could maybe substitute? You'd be doing us a favor. Donna would just need to fuck him while we pretend to film. We'd salvage some stills for her website. He's signed a non-disclose. We need to 'Springerize' his face and any tattoos before we upload the movie anyway. Then we'd re-shoot with you." I caught the 'Springerize' reference and laughed inwardly. Like back in the day, when some fat hick slut got her titties out on Jerry Springer and they had to pixelate it so as not to offend the viewers. Fuck, those inbred idiots went on Jerry Springer were offensive enough on their own. But I'd really liked that show when I was younger. Donna smiled. "I'd love Ron to perform with me. Ron, you really should consider it. Even if tonight is too soon. Think about it. Talk to Louise." I didn't really have to think about it. And I wasn't going to raise it with Louise. Ever. "No, Donna. I guess I shouldn't spoil 'Fuck a Fan Friday' and deny Arnold his fifteen minutes of fame," I answered with a smile. "Oh, well, Ron, that's a shame," Donna replied. Gerald put his hand round Donna's shoulder. "Donna, come on, let's get this done. You can help Arnold, OK? If we go past 10pm on the second shoot, Lolita will want extra. And we've got Prentis to consider, too. We don't want him drinking too much." Gerald and the girl in the headset adjusted two spotlights and moved two cameras on tripods so that they pointed at a large green leather sofa. There was what looked like a small digital camera on a table to the left of the sofa, pointed sideways over the couch. I could see a red light flashing on it. Behind it was a weird brightly lit circle lamp thing on a stand. Donna led Arnold, the amateur, to the couch. Gerald and Donna gave Arnold a final pep talk. Then Arnold disrobed. He had a big one, I had to give him that. And it was very thick. Donna removed the bathrobe she was wearing to reveal a tight black Basque and suspender belt set with silver trim, black stockings and white heels. She looked good. The girl with the headset led Arnold's wife, who I heard referred to as 'Sheena', to a spot a few feet to the right and just in front of the spotlights. Then 'headset girl' beckoned me over. As I stepped forward I realized someone was by my side. Shit, it was Lolita. "I have to see this. It will probably be so fucking bad it will be good," Lolita whispered as we got into position. Gerald then snapped everyone to attention. Headset girl, Shelley, took up a position behind one of the cameras. Gerald clapped his hands. "OK, Donna, one last time with the intro speech. On my signal, speak to the camera on auto to your right. We can always re-shoot just you if it goes bad. Don't look at Shelley, we'll use the shots from earlier. Arnold, you just answer when Donna asks you the questions. As naturally as you can. Sheena! Oh, Shelley, move Sheena over more to the right. OK, Sheena, like I said before in the kitchen, when Arnold and Donna have finished talking, on Donna's cue, remember right after Donna says 'lovely wife', Shelley will turn the camera to you, and you just smile and wave, OK? Open up your leather jacket please, you should be proud of those beautiful breasts! Show them to the World!" Sheena nodded and smiled. She unzipped her leather jacket to reveal a very decent pair, squeezed into a ripped low cut white Ramones t-shirt. I certainly would have fucked her. Arnold had done well in the wife department. Assuming it really was his wife. Gerald once again clapped loudly. "Right everybody! OK, and, ACTION!" == They got the scene done in around forty minutes total. There were a lot of pauses. It hadn't really struck me how important editing a porn movie was until now. Forty minutes compressed into three minutes or so for this clip. The scene itself opened with Donna's signature intro speech, which she got down professionally in a single take, finishing with a flourish, "And remember premium members, this could be you!". Arnold managed to answer all the questions in all the right places. He was a little wooden, but I guess this added to the desired 'amateurness' of the situation. Sheena managed not to fuck up her 'wave'. And even jiggled her tits. I would definitely fuck Sheena if the opportunity somehow presented itself tonight. After the intro scene there was a five minute pause and reset, before Shelley went in close while Donna started the action scenes by sucking Arnold's fat dick. To be fair to Arnold, he got into it, some good moans and a few 'Oh, Fucks!' that sounded genuine. There was another break for a few minutes, which involved Donna getting her make-up re-applied. This was followed by a brief scene where Arnold ate Donna's cunt, Donna giving it the full porn diva act, 'Arnold, fuck, you are so FUCKING GOOD! Ooooooohh! Oh, God, I LOVE my fans!'. Gerald moved in close using a special narrow camera for what I assumed would be some intricate gynecological detail in the finished clip. Another break, before the final fuck, which was doggystyle. Arnold was reminded by Gerald, "No anal, we need Donna good and tight for her next scene." Arnold was also reminded to pull out for his cumshot, and was told to give Donna time to move round for a facial. Gerald called everyone back to attention, before Arnold proceeded to bang Donna from behind. At the end of an uninterrupted take, Lolita quietly sniggered when Arnold nearly fell on his ass pulling out of Donna's cunt. But at least he managed to recover and position himself in front of Donna's face before coming. He splashed out a decent amount of goo, and despite his obvious uncontrolled excitement, he got most of it on Donna's face. Donna took Arnold's cock in her mouth and swallowed what remained of Arnold's load. As Donna and Arnold cleaned up, Sheena moved in, and hugged and kissed her husband. How little I found that unusual, probably reflected how much I'd changed in the last year and a half. Lolita tapped my arm and whispered to me. "That was shit. But people will like it. The fact that idiot is a real guy, it will get people turned on. Anyway, see you in the Library!" And with that Lolita left the room. I realized I hadn't even got hard while watching Donna and Arnold's scene. Making a porno, all of the gaps and breaks, the obvious orchestration of the action, well to me, it seemed totally artificial. However, I of course fully intended to watch the finished movie. I then found myself stood around like a spare part for a couple of minutes as Shelley, the youngish girl working with Gerald, got Arnold and Sheena to fill out some forms and sign them. Donna seemed to notice I was hanging around, and walked over to me. I noticed a small blob of Arnold's sperm that Shelley had missed, just under Donna's right ear. "Ron, phew, that was hard work. I need a cigarette. If you want, head to the kitchen. You can get a drink there. We'll be starting in the library in about twenty minutes. I need to get my make-up done and get dressed. See you soon." Before I could move, Gerald grabbed Donna back. "Donna. Don't forget the post-fuck interview. Sheena's agreed to take part, and they've changed their minds on disclosure. Shelley's got the signatures." I walked out into the hallway, trying to work out where the Library room was. I found it by looking for the first room that had bright lights coming out the doorway. I cautiously walked into the Library to see Lolita sitting on a large mahogany desk in front of a wall-to-wall bookshelf. She had her legs crossed and I could just make out a stocking top beneath her short skirt. She was smoking a cigarette, and was talking to a small straight-looking guy in a shirt and tie, who was wearing a gray pinstripe suit. His brown hair was slicked back and pulled into a ponytail. I noticed that he was holding a crystal glass half-filled with an amber liquid. There were a lot of lights facing the desk, including a couple of the circle type, and one very big camera on a tripod. Lolita noticed me enter. "Oh, hi! Ron, isn't it? Prentis, meet Ron, he's a friend of Donna's. Although so far he seems more stable than the other ones we've met. Frank, God, he's a lunatic. And that 'J O N', Jon dude, who insisted on spelling his name every time he said it. Weird." Jon Parker. Had to be. Jeez. Prentis nodded in my direction. Lolita continued talking. "But worst of all was that black tranny and his neurotic wife. They were fucking crazy." "Joanne, I think she was called, cute but definitely on something," Prentis added in agreement. Hhm, I thought. Randall and Joanne. Interesting. I said a quick 'Hi' to Prentis. "Hi. Ron, right? Nice to meet ya," Prentis said back in a friendly voice. I instantly liked Prentis. He seemed like a nice guy. Lolita took a pull on her cigarette. "So, Ron, do tell. How do you know Donna? I take it you're not a performer? I didn't get that vibe. You seem too normal for one thing." I cleared my throat before responding. I realized I felt a little nervous round Lolita. It was almost like I had a schoolboy crush type thing going on already. "I've known Donna for a while. My wife and me, we're friends with Donna and Frank." "Ah OK. You guys swing with them I take it? I hear Donna has quite the little scene going." "Well, ehm, not exactly," I responded. "Ah, OK. We'll leave it that, then." Lolita took a drag on her smoke and smiled. I felt myself blushing. Lolita and Prentis continued talking. The subject was tonight's movie shoot. "Anyway, Lo, like I was saying," Prentis continued, "Frank's initial script was shit. Gerald did some re-work. Major re-work, which is why Gerald told Donna to keep her asshole husband away today. You know how he is. You've gone through the overview in detail since the Skype calls, right?." "Yeah, I've gone through it. I've seen it before. At least Gerald's had the decency to plagiarize his own stuff this time. Still, let's face it, everything in this game gets re-heated and re-used anyway." "Yeah, well, anyway Lo, it sure as shit beats the garbage plot that schmuck Frank came up with. At least there's that." Lolita stubbed out her cigarette in a metal ashtray on the desk. She looked over at me. "First time, Ron? I mean watching a shoot." "Yeah," I replied. I was nervous around Lolita. I hoped she didn't notice. Lolita looked at her wristwatch, then lit another cigarette. "You know, Ron, your friend Donna seems to have lucked out on a successful formula. Gerald has become a partner, so she's definitely doing something right." For a couple of minutes Lolita and Prentis reminisced. They talked about their time out in California. How the shemale scene had developed from niche to mainstream. After a few minutes, I heard a sound behind me as Gerald, Donna and Shelley entered the room. "OK, you two, enough regaling Donna's friend with tales of your glory years, let's get to work." Lolita looked up. "Where are the yokels?" "They've already gone to the hotel. They were off like a shot when I told them they could expense their bar bill. I said we'd see them later." Gerald turned to me. "By the way, Ron. I think Sheena liked you. She asked if you were staying at the hotel. I think you're in there!" Lolita laughed. Donna quickly walked over to me. "Ron, you're coming to the hotel, right?" Before I could reply, Lolita stood up and Gerald clapped his hands together. It seemed to be his way of focusing attention. "OK, we've been through the new synopsis. Donna, of course, we did your intro speech before you went to meet Arnold and Sheena. It was good. So we won't re-do it. Shelley, it was good?, right" "Yes, Gerald, all good, quality is definitely OK to use. We've got Donna back in her work outfit, so continuity wise, we're a 'go'." It was the first time I'd heard Shelley talk. She had a pretty face with a pert pixie nose, but she was way too skinny for my taste. I noticed Donna was now dressed like an office worker. Short-skirted, light blue work suit, which seemed to have been adjusted at the front to show as much as possible of Donna's voluptuous boobs. Gerald looked at Prentis. "OK, Prentis, you're the gimpy salesman not making his targets." "Yeah, as usual," Prentis sighed, "Talk about being typecast!" "We could make this a Donna and Lolita only scene if you want, Prentis? Of course, you'd need to pay back your advance," Gerald retorted. Prentis just shrugged. "Lolita, you're the sales manager. You're pissed. Prentis and Donna have just lost a big client. Remember, we all refer to it as the 'Doogan contract'." Gerald turned to Donna. "Donna, you and Lolita do the dialog at the start. Lolita, when Donna says 'But it was Prentis's fault' we cut for the action intro. Remember, Donna, although we don't do the script word for word, we stick to the theme. But that one phrase, the 'cue' phrase, you use those words exactly." Donna nodded at Gerald. "Go on, Donna. Say it." "But it was Prentis's fault!" "Atta girl, Donna!" laughed Gerald. Gerald looked at Shelley who gave him a thumbs up. "Sound is good," Shelley advised. Gerald carried on. "Guys, think 'theme' at all times. Donna, go with Lolita's flow, and remember at the start, your whole attitude is that it was all Prentis's fault. No way you think you should be in the shit here. So act vulnerable, you need this job, but also act annoyed. You can do it, I know you can." I noticed Shelley making some adjustments to the camera immediately to my right. She'd brought in a bag with other camera equipment, which Gerald lifted something out of. Gerald continued giving out instructions. "I'll do you two with Camera 2 in the first scene. Shelley will take Lolita on Main. We can do it in about six chunks if we all focus. Let's all act super-professional and we can get this done as quickly as possible. We should really be out of Dolores's house by 10pm. Brandon will tidy up, he's due back soon." I didn't know who Brandon was. Part of the crew, I assumed. I hadn't seen him so far. "OK. Scene 1. Lolita, you read them the riot act. And we take it from there. When I say 'cut', we stop. Lolita, you took the pill already, right? Show me your cock." Lolita lifted up her skirt. I took a deep breath. Her gorgeous thin cock was bulging out a tight pair of see-thru black mesh panties. Lolita looked over at me and smiled. I gulped. There was a three or four minute spell where Gerald and Shelley positioned the actors exactly where they wanted them. Shelley would step back and look through a lens, then they'd make subtle adjustments. Finally, Lolita settled in a large leather swivel chair behind the desk. Donna and Prentis sat on two smaller office chairs in front of the desk. Shelley finally adjusted a piece of equipment that I assumed was some kind of cylindrical microphone. Shelley had her camera focused on Lolita, while Gerald was off to my right, side onto the desk, focused on Donna and Prentis with a smaller camera on a mini-tripod sat atop a small gray metal wheeled trolley, it looked like something you'd serve food off of. "OK," it was Gerald again, "Let's go with Scene 1." "Ron," Gerald addressed me without turning away from the camera, "Please stay where you are and maintain silence at all times. OK, and, ACTION!" I was impressed as Lolita switched immediately into pissed boss mode. "OK, you two! Shit, I won't pull any punches, the firm are having a BAD year. Sales are down. And now you two FUCKING MORONS have FUCKED UP the Doogan contract! No way you're making your targets! I should just fire your sorry asses NOW, and be done with it! What have you got to say? Donna!" Donna started speaking. I was surprised at how well she managed to execute the 'vulnerable but annoyed' mood Gerald had asked for. Shit, maybe she was good at this after all. "Miss Carter, that's unfair. I worked really hard on the Doogan contract. You know I did. I ran all of the numbers, and it was a great presentation. If it wasn't for Prentis.." "Donna!" Lolita barked. "You're the senior salesperson here. I put you with Prentis exactly so this deal couldn't POSSIBLY be fucked up!" "But, Miss Carter, all Prentis does is sit on his laptop and watch porn all day! This is all down to you, you useless creep!" whined Donna, turning to Prentis. "And what have you got to say that, Prentis?" "Whatever, Miss Carter. Maybe if Donna had given John Doogan the blow-job he asked for, we'd have closed the deal!" "You bastard, you disgusting little creep! You .. My husband would kill you if he heard you..", Donna almost shouted. Donna was in the zone. I seriously had to admit she was good. "Yada yada yada," Prentis responded. I could see Prentis was playing his part in 'don't give a fuck' mode. "Prentis, do you want this job or not? Your car repayments won't pay themselves, you know! FUCKING PAY ATTENTION!" Lolita almost screamed. Prentis took a pause, and pulled a remorseful face. "Ah. Well, Miss Carter, I'm sure we could re-submit our bid. I guess maybe I could try a little harder from now on." Lolita threw her hands in the air. "Fuck it! I'm going to fire both your asses! Right now!" "But, Miss Carter, please, I need this job, there must be something I can do to make this right. It's so unfair," Donna pleaded. "Miss Carter, Donna's right, surely there's something we can do to make this right?" Prentis added. "Both of us. Donna and me, we can make this right. Somehow." "Miss Carter, let us make this up to you somehow," Donna almost whimpered. "YOU lost us the Doogan contract, Donna!" "But it was Prentis's fault!" "CUT!" yelled Gerald. Shit. I actually got a fright when Gerald shouted 'Cut!', it was so loud. "OK, Donna and Prentis, take a minute. Prentis, although it wasn't what we agreed, I didn't mind the disinterested angle. However, I need a contrast when Lolita is fucking you, so you're gonna have to go full 'not liking cock in your ass' mode, OK? NO arguments. Just fucking do it." Shelley walked over to Lolita with a make-up brush. "OK, Shelley, Lolita, this should be quick. Lolita let's do the 'I've got an idea what you can do to make things right' shot now. "After that, Shelley will shoot the 'Please we'll do anything' dialog with Donna and Prentis. I'll splice them together in the finished movie." I felt my phone buzz in my pocket. I left the Library so I could take a look. Cara. -- Ron, give me a call when you can. Or come to the store tomorrow. I walked back into the Library. Gerald was still talking. " .. and we'll then pause for a minute and shoot back from the desk towards you guys. You've got that Shelley, right?" "Affirmative, Gerald," Shelley replied in a slightly pissed-off voice. The two isolated dialog pieces were filmed in one take each, no mistakes. This pleased Gerald greatly. "Right. You guys can remove some clothes now. Lolita, you just take off your skirt and panties. Prentis, make sure you take everything off except for your necktie and socks. Donna, you need to get down to your lingerie, but remove your panties if you haven't already. Keep your heels on. And Donna, it goes without saying, get those voluptuous titties out, hang them that way you usually do over the front of your brassiere. Shelley, help Donna get her tits right. And Donna, there's no rips in your stockings, after Arnold fucked you, right?" "I checked. We're good," Shelley interrupted before Donna could reply. Gerald got everything set up the way he wanted. Lolita was perched on the edge of her desk, her waist pushed forward and her stiff cock pointed upwards. Fuck, I so wanted to suck it. It was gorgeous. Prentis and Donna, lucky bastards, were poised ready to go to work on it. "And, ACTION!" As Donna and Prentis sucked Lolita's stiff dick, I felt myself getting turned on for the first time tonight. While the sucking continued, noisily, both Gerald and Shelley focused their cameras on Lolita's groin area. Lolita looked over at me and caught my eye again. Staring at me, she silently mouthed, "I wish this was you" before she nodded down at the pair of heads bobbing up and down on her she-cock. Lolita's silent words were clear, I couldn't have been mistaken. She smiled one last time at me, before throwing her head back, closing her eyes, and starting to moan. I gulped. Could this really happen? As Gerald and Shelley filmed, I found was really getting into it. My cock was hard. I resisted the urge to touch myself. After the cock sucking scene, there was another break, then Lolita roughly sodomized Prentis over her desk, gripping his necktie throughout but not choking him too tightly. Prentis, as Gerald had instructed, 'complained' throughout as Lolita pumped his ass. Donna sat on Lolita's desk frigging her clit while Prentis took his anal 'punishment'. There was a longer break where Gerald spent a lot of time getting Prentis set up exactly how he wanted him for the next scene, lying just so on his back on the desk, as Gerald explained in order that he could slide his cock into Donna's asshole in such a way that Lolita could complete the DP by plugging Donna's cunt standing side on to the desk. Gerald started things up again when he got things exactly how he wanted them. The DP scene looked good, what I could see of it anyway. Donna was reverse cowgirl, Prentis underneath pushed deep into her ass, while the taller Lolita slipped in and out of Donna's pussy from in front. Gerald and Shelley took turns to go in close with their cameras, obscuring my view for much of this part of the proceedings. I also liked that Lolita was roughly manhandling Donna's floppy melons as she fucked her. And Donna's high- pitched squeals aroused me even more. Maybe I should actually consider doing a movie with Donna? There was another break, long enough for Lolita to smoke a cigarette. Gerald seemed like a good director. During the break, he focused on Donna mostly, giving her encouragement. Then they were ready for the final scene. "OK, everybody get ready. Donna on your back on the desk. Lolita, you'll be fucking Donna until you come. Cumshot, in your case, is onto Donna's mound. Prentis, when Lolita starts up, get that dick of yours into Donna's mouth. No surprise, your cumshot is on Donna's face. OK, ready? Let's go!" Gerald and Shelley filmed as Lolita and Prentis worked Donna good. It looked very much to me like Donna had an orgasm at least once during the intense denouement. She was whimpering loudly throughout, and I really didn't think she was faking it. As the action reached its crescendo, Lolita was the first to react, pulling her cunt juice covered twitching dick from Donna's cunt before splatting three ropes of cum onto Donna's shaved mound. Shelley got the cumshot in close detail from about six inches behind the desk, while Gerald got Lolita's face on camera. Prentis wasn't far behind, dosing Donna's face with a surprisingly large amount of milky cum. At the end, Donna looked a treat. "CUT! OK, that's it! Good job everyone." A guy I hadn't seen before, presumably 'Brandon' walked into the room with a pile of towels and handed one to each performer. He then walked up to Gerald, and they kissed tenderly. Brandon then left the room. "OK, guys, that was very good. Thank you everybody. Let's get freshened up and head to the hotel. Lolita and Prentis, usual arrangement, remainder of your fees will be paid by wire transfer on Monday." Lolita lit a cigarette before rubbing her cock down with her towel. Shelley helped Donna get cleaned up. Lolita dropped the towel and walked over to me, her gorgeous dick still exposed. "Well, Ron, what did you think?" I stammered a little nervously, "Eh, yeah, eh, you were great." "Ron, say you'll join us for a drink in the hotel. I'd like to get to know you a little better." Lolita ran the tip of her right index finger down the front of my shirt. I shivered. Jesus, was I going to get to fuck Lolita? I felt like a kid about to lose his virginity. Donna snapped me back out of my musings. She lifted the cigarette from between Lolita's fingers and took a deep drag, then handed it back. "Donna, you were good tonight," Lolita remarked. "Credit where credit's due." "Thanks, Lolita. It's great working with a pro like you. Ah, Ron," Donna said turning to me, "Can you give me a ride to the hotel? I came in Arnold's car, and.." Lolita took a step away from us towards the door. "See you at the hotel, Ron. Gotta run and pee-pee. I always need like mad after a shoot." Lolita left the Library and walked into the large hallway. I turned to Donna. "Sure, Donna. No problem." "OK, Ron, give me ten minutes." Donna also then left the room. As I wondered what to do next, Prentis walked past me, a little sweaty, still naked except for his necktie. "Looks like you've got options back at the hotel, Ron. But I'm pretty sure I know how it will end up. Lolita always gets her man. Go for it. She's great in the sack. You'll have to let Donna down, and that could be a toughie. Good luck with that!" Prentis then also left the room, as Brandon re-entered and started helping Shelley pack away the equipment. TO BE CONTINUED