Brie Larson gets taken down a peg - Part 21

-Brie, don’t be silly. Put your hands on your head, so the boy can dry you properly.

“You’re gonna pay for this, Karen”, thinks Brie, before finally accepting her fate and doing as she is told. She is now totally uncovered, her breasts and vulva completely exposed. The boy swallows saliva, trying not to look too excited, while he gropes her bare boobs through the already wet t-shirt. She stands there for a couple of minutes, reluctantly allowing it, until she cannot stand it anymore.

-Those are already dry -she says, hostile.

-Don’t be difficult, Brie. These gentlemen are being very reasonable and they are doing you a big favor not calling the cops -interrupts her Karen, who is not going to spare her client any embarrassment. Then, she addresses the older man again- So… are you a cinema aficionado? Have you watched any of Brie’s movies?

-I watched Captain Marvel, because my son likes superhero flicks and didn’t want to miss any of them before Avengers Endgame.

-Did you like it?

-Can I be honest?

-Of course!

-We didn’t like it. It was the worst of the Marvel movies, in our opinion. Plus, Miss Larson here wasn’t very good. Kinda like watching a plank of wood moving around the screen. But at least it had Samuel L. Jackson and Jude Law. Those are always great.

-I see… -says Karen, who knows how much these words mortify her client.

In the meantime, the boy finishes drying (or rather, nonchalantly groping) Brie’s breasts and gives her stomach a much quicker dry. The humiliated actress thinks that the worst part is about to arrive, but then sees that the boy has decided to leave the best bit for last, and has started drying the front of her legs, up from her feet.

-Have you not watched any other of her films? -Karen continues her conversation with the other man.

-I did… What was it called? Mmmm… Unicorn something?

-“The Unicorn Store”. Did you like it?

-No, not at all. I watched it with my wife and we both found it incredibly immature. We only finished it because we were having a laugh at how bad it was. The story was so ridiculously juvenile that it was hilarious -answers the man. By now, he and Karen have both understood that they are on the same team: Team Let’s Troll Brie.

-Yes, many people told me the same thing. She was the director too, you know? First feature-length film that she directed.

-Really? Well, in that case, I guess she should stick to acting… She's certainly no Woody Allen...

While Karen and the older gas station worker are enjoying this moment of complicity at Brie’s expenses, the boy finally makes his way up her thighs and towards her vulva. At first, she feels his fingers on her labia, then on her clitoris. As a final humiliation, he pokes a fabric-clad finger in her vaginal opening. She is about to object, but decides that it is not worth it. The ordeal is finally over, and she will soon be on her way home.