"Will there be blacks?"

Laura glanced down the road, considering her options. "Will there be blacks?"

"Huh?" Eddy was confused by the question.

"I'll do your movie if I can be in it with blacks," Laura clarified, gesturing to the back seat. "Like those guys, big mean-looking thug types. Can we be together?"

"It's a deal," Eddy said, and the back door slid open. "Get in." As Laura climbed into the van, the camera caught a glimpse of her ample cleavage and lace bra. The black man seated closer to her did not budge, so she tried to climb over his lap to the spot in the middle of the bench seat. She struggled to manoever in the cramped area, however, and found herself bent across his lap, her blonde hair hanging down in front of her face. She heard the sound of the sliding door slam shut, and then felt her skirt flip up, exposing her backside.

"Oh!" she yelped, struggling to get righted. Just then, the van roared forward, and she fell against his solid torso, her lily-white ass still in the air.