” “What? No way,” said Ishmael. “I know some trannies and Mikki is nothing like them.” With that I began to strip. I took off my blouse and ...kirt. That was when the guys saw what was down below. I was hard as a rock. “I don’t want to fuck any of you guys,” I said. “But I want you to fuck me.” Caz was also taking her clothes off. So did the guys. Before long, we were both on our knees with a delicious long black cock in our mouths. We both got onto all fours and invited the others to fuck us.. Georgia documented exactly how much she received from each client—which was a hefty sum—and she documented a budget for the film. In the budget, she included paying the producer, rent, equipment, lighting, and sound. Then—get this!—every contract includes a clause that says, “All actors are amateurs and are not paid for their services.” The contract also states the production dates—some of them spanned several weeks, so customers got more than one chance to perform—and the distribution channel.. Two biker type gatekeepers recognized me as being new and not a member of the club where a ‘private party’ was occurring. They hassled me about my business there, as I certainly wasn’t on the approved guest list (a dump with a guest list?), but this was a problem that money could easily solve and a pair of fed issued Ben Franklins bills got me inside the door. Whatever I had prepared myself for or expected, the Blue Velvet still had plenty of surprises, There was certainly no actual blue velvet. Bree had to pee. Quite desperately in fact. She always hated using any kind of public restroom but she also had a stupid weak bladder that told her only at the last minute that it was time to go. It never gave her time to plan. Never said "hey Bree in a few hours you'll need to find a place to go to the bathroom". Oh no. Nothing so subtle. What she got was "LISTEN I DON'T CARE IF YOU PISS YOURSELF AND SPEND THE REST OF YOUR LIFE KNOWN AS LITTLE MISS PISS. FIND A BATHROOM NOW OR I'LL JUST LET.