Some small talk first, right?

You feel overwhelmed now that everyone's focus is on you, and the cameras are rolling. You see the largest camera move ever closer and quickly realize you have to start performing. If only they gave you something more to work with. "Hey there, big boy", you blurt out in panic, and you have to do your best not to cringe at yourself in front of the camera.

Luckily, Sylvester seems to take it in stride and plays along. "Well hello sweet-cheeks, I'm not interrupting, am I?", Sylvester says. "I'm Peter, what is your name?"

You try not to appear nervous as you realize the big camera is being rolled right up to the bed. You can do this, you think. Perhaps you should act a little sultry and slutty? You quickly try to think back at the porn you've watched during your life, and try to take some guidance from that. You flash him a playful smile, and lean into him a bit.

"I'm Marcy", you say in a seductive voice. "And it would seem you've caught me after just celebrating my eighteenth birthday". It's a lie, and a corny one at that. You're actually older, but no-one has to know. You're just trying to give Sylvester something to work with.

'Peter' looks at you shocked, and you sincerely hope he's just acting. He leans in close to your face, and to your dismay you suddenly realize you can smell **** on his breath. "Lucky me", he says loudly. "How about we celebrate a little more?". He smiles at you, and you're about to give a reply when he suddenly leans in to kiss you on the lips. You feel your whole body freeze up, not knowing what to do. You feel your hands press against his chest, and without thinking you find yourself kissing him back.

"Cut!", the director calls out. "That was perfect, guys!"

Surprised, you break the kiss. Wait, it's over already? You expected to get to the action now. You look around, and realize the whole crew is staring at you. You feel your face turn bright red as you see a few more people near the door actually clapping. You didn't even notice them come in. "Thanks", you say at no-one in particular.

"Let's take five", the director says, and Sylvester stands up while some of the crew clears out of the room.