She is Russian, and is called Ana. She is the lead makeup artist and is very beautiful. She introduces us to assistant, Tanya, who is not as beautifu... and wears too much makeup, and is taller than me. But she has big titties, and I know Serge is wanting to fuck both of them.We are told to stay naked and led to chairs in front of brightly lit mirrors, like seen in Hollywood movies. Mr. Aronoff is there, and tells us to do what we are told. If so, he tells us how much money he will pay us: It. With one hand caressing her breasts, he undid his pants with the other. Her eyes grew wide. "My God," she cried, "My God! No!! No!! It is so big, my God, so big!! I couldn't, I can't take such a thing, such a-- Not in-- Oh, God, not in-- No!! God, No!! No!!"Her husband was still at the table, watching the stranger take his wife. He'd opened a fourth bottle of wine and was intent upon emptying it. Marie looked at him beseechingly, her eyes begging him to intervene, to stop this man from stealing. ”Claire was starting to get an uncomfortable feeling. A slight heat was rising in the room and people seemed to be pressing in very close around them. The frightening part was, she was not minding them pressing in close and even wished they would press closer.“Passion should never be easy. They are only blobs of color, true. But what do they make you feel?” His voice was almost a whisper but, it seemed to echo through her.“I… Ahh…” Claire stammered.He smiled and made a shushing sound. “It is. I've learned to face and come to terms with the fact that the only way I will ever get to see a naked girl is in this porn cinema. I just hope against hope that no one recognises me going in and it gets back to my mother. I couldn't face her, I don't know what I'd say but still, I need to see what a naked girl looks like, in the flesh. Stumbling down the stairs of the box office in my haste to disappear off the street into the anonymity of the cinema, pushing my crisp note under the counter.