She ends the day tired and curious

After an eventful first day, I retreated to my little bedroom, exhausted yet wired. I peeled off my clothes and stood naked in front of the full-length mirror, scrutinizing my reflection. My body was decent - perky B-cup breasts, toned legs from years of dance classes, a pert ass. But compared to the surgically enhanced porn stars I'd seen today, I felt plain and average.

Then again, maybe that would work in my favor here. A fresh-faced innocent amidst all the silicone and spray tans. I ran my hands over my soft curves, imagining them as Jake's hands instead. What would it feel like to have those strong fingers caressing my skin? That hard body pressing against mine?

Shaking my head, I **** myself to snap out of it. Daydreaming about one of the performers wasn't going to get me anywhere except frustrated. And I needed to stay focused if I wanted to make this internship work.

With a sigh, I pulled on an oversized t-shirt and climbed into bed.