Jake, the movie mogul

Jake grabbed the bone, "You don't mind. This video is only for us. OK, pretend your auditioning to be a stripper slash hooker in your next movie. Show me your stuff!" he said before putting down the bone and picking up the phone.

Blake smiled and started to shake her body seductively. All 5'10 of her shook and slithered seductively.

Jake was so glad Blake was not some anorexic stick figure or some bimbo with fake boobs, but a babe with the body of an athlete as he filmed Blake, eyes closed and mouth parted, pile her hair up on top of her head and let it fall. She turned and spread her legs. She ran her hands down her right leg to her foot then over to her left foot then back up her left leg. She then stumbled and fell into the bed.

Jake stopped filming. "Are you OK?"

"I'm just...so...wasted," said Blake. "I want you to fuck me so badly, but..." She slumped over and stared at the floor. "I'm...just...put me to bed...I'm sorry."

"No problem," said Jake.

Jake helped Blake into bed as he cursed himself for getting her so drunk. He got her a tall glass of water and found an aspirin in her purse. He got her to drink the water and take the aspirin before she fell into a deep sleep naked on the bed.

Jake sighed. As he put the aspirin bottle back in her purse, he noticed an airline ticket. It was a for a first class ticket to LAX the next day at 1:20 pm. Jake smiled. "Hollywood," he said aloud. "I could have some fun there!"

Jake covered Blake with a sheet. He set the hotel alarm clock to 10 am and crawled into bed with Blake. He kissed her on her parted mouth and went to sleep.