16, 9, 8, 17, 10

Dirk rolled.

Anna Kendrick. The paper ordered him to roll the other corresponding dice.

"Wearing a Condom, reverse cowgirl, finish in her mouth, while she's on the phone."

He couldn't help but feel aroused. "Weird. But what are the odds this will even happen?"

The paper commanded him to roll again.

"Why not?" Dirk said. He was unsure if the paper could hear him.

"Salma Hayek, condom, handjob, on self, massage. Well I feel a bit let down, but it's Salma freakin' Hayek."

He rolled again.

"Jennifer Lawrence, no condom (risky), missionary, finish on her face, at a porn shoot." Dirk was unsure how to react. He'd have to do a porn? Or did it mean sex tape?

He rolled again.

"Marisa Tomei, condom, use toys on each other, finish on her tits, hypnotism. Well I don't even know what the fuck to make of that? I use a condom but finish on her tits?"

He rolled one last time.

"Natalie Dyer, no condom but you, the paper assure me it's safe. Reverse cowgirl, ruined orgasm, car? What the fuck does car mean? Like in a car? What if it's too cramped? Can I reroll any of these?"

AFTER THESE FIVE HAVE BEEN COMPLETED, YOU MAY ROLL AGAIN.

"Yeah right" he said.

The phone rang. He jumped.

"Congratulations! You've won a free trip to Hollywood. A driver will pick you up immediately."

"And I-uh, what contest was this?"

"Hi sir, this was the Guns for Groundhogs charity raffle."

"Yeah, I remember that. Huh."

"Is something the matter sir?"

"No, it's... you ever get a pair of magic sex dice in the mail? And it gave you like, five celebrities you could fuck?"

There was a pause.

"Have a lovely day sir."