Go and watch Alexa

You nod and follow the crowd. Multiple cast and crew is crowding into a set room on the second floor. In the middle, surrounded by cameras you see a woman who must be Alexa. You bite your lower lip as you look her up and down. She's beautiful and sexy, a dark-haired beauty that simply oozes sexuality. She's still fully dressed, but you imagine her body must be perfect. You quickly look away when you notice her looking towards you, slightly embarrassed. You can't help but feel inferior; how can you possibly compare with girls like that?

"Let's get to it!", Alexa shrieks, and sighs. "Who's going to be in this scene with me again?". You are somewhat relieved to hear that at least your voice sounds far more seductive than hers.

"That would be me", you hear a familiar voice say. You turn to see Sylvester, looking even more hungover than the last time you saw him. Still, judging by the tent in his pants it didn't affect his excitement much. You're actually rather surprised that he seems fully ready to go again; you had figured you had drained his balls considerably.

"Alright then", Alexa says, clapping her hands together. "Let's get to it, I don't want to keep everyone waiting."

Peter and Alexa head towards the bed next to two cameras on tripods. A third, absolutely huge camera is located on a moving platform, operated by a man who you don't recognize. You figure he must be the director of this scene.

You watch as the pair begin to undress each other. Everyone in the room seems to hold their collective breath when Alexa shrugs out of her clothing. Her well-rounded breasts are just as perfect as you imagined they'd be, and somehow this makes you feel self-conscious about your own bosom. When she turns towards the bed, you spot a huge tattoo covering her entire back; it's a very intricate design with subtle coloring... a true masterwork. You'd never before considered getting a tattoo yourself, but there was no denying that made the woman on the bed appear even more desirable.

You're almost eager to watch them go at it; barely able to imagine her perfect form being able to take such a massive manhood. But suddenly you feel a hand on your shoulder. You look around and see that it's Honey, the director's assistant. "Hey Marcy", she says. "Hoskins wants to see you in his office".

Hoskins? That was the absolutely massive man that you briefly met this morning. "Why? Is something wrong?", you ask in concern.

"I'm sure it's nothing", Honey smiles gently. "Just go, alright? He's waiting. Just down the stairs on your right."

Honey casts a quick glance at Alexa and Sylvester before she turns around to leave the room. You're conflicted; you'd like to keep watching, but you imagine Hoskins won't like to be kept waiting.