Amy Adams.

As soon as you hear Jennifer pronounce "A...." you know what name she's going to say. You're not sure why, but a sense of certainty envelops you as she finishes, "Amy Adams."

Kate just listens intently, silently, her eyes filled with more desire than you may have ever seen.

"You know her?" You ask, somewhat stupidly.

"Sure," Jennifer answers, "We did a movie together."

"Call" Kate whispers. You're glad she's on your side.

Jennifer dials the number, her anxiety evident. You imagine she probably hopes Amy doesn't answer, just like Anne didn't. But you can tell she's out of luck. "Hi Amy... this is Jennifer.... good.... good.... um.... I was hoping, wondering, hoping.... I'm having some people over tonight. Are you in town? Do you want to stop by?"

You wonder why Jennifer, such an eager seductress earlier, is now hesitant. Maybe because now you're calling the shots.

She continues. "Great... I'll, um, I'll text you my address... see you in about an hour." And she hangs up the phone, looking up at you. "Now what?"

"Now we'd better pay for our food and get to your place." You say.

Which you do. And soon the three of you are in your car heading down the freeway, following Jennifer's directions toward her loft. You insist that Kate sits in the front seat with you, so the two of them can't keep fooling around without including you. Actually you don't care if your girlfriend fools around with Jennifer Lawrence in the back seat of your car, but you've got to keep up appearances. There'll be time for that later.

"So how do we plan on.... um... seducing Amy?" Jennifer asks, "You think she's just going to strip when we tell her to?"

It's not a bad idea, you think. Wouldn't you? It doesn't matter how attractive or famous someone is, if propositioned by the right people in the right way, who could say no?

Then Jennifer's phone rings. For a split second you think it's Amy calling to cancel. But it turns out much more to your favor.

Jennifer answers, "Oh hi Anne... yes I was trying to call you earlier." Jennifer glances over at you, but before you can answer her look, Kate does for you.

"Absolutely" you hear your girlfriend say from the back seat.

So Jennifer Lawrence takes another in a long line of nervous breaths and goes to work. "Anne, would you and Adam like to meet me at my place? Yes... for... yes... for that... very horny." Jennifer glances at you again.

You respond with a smile. Kate responds with a smile. And Jennifer, anxious though she may be, lets a naughty smile curl over her lips.

You quickly get to Jennifer's loft, a gorgeous place and the three of you break out a bottle of wine. You tell yourself, "This is really happening. This is really happening." Within five minutes the buzzer buzzes and Anne Hathaway and her husband Adam come walking through the door, Adam in a simple t-shirt and jeans, Anne in a short, tight black dress, hard nipples apparent, and black thigh-highs.

Her eyes open wide upon seeing you and Kate. Then she grins at Jennifer, "Even more! I told you there was no going back."

You glance over at your girlfriend and she glances back. Anne Hathaway is even more gorgeous in person, and dressed and ready for sex. It's an amazing situation.

"Well, why wait?" Anne says starting to pull down her dress, her glorious C-cups popping out. It takes a second for you to shake off the sight of Anne's nude breasts, especially right next to her husband who doesn't seem to mind at all.

"No..." Jennifer quickly says, "We should wait... for Amy."

"Amy?" Anne asks.

"Amy Adams is coming too." Jennifer says with a little laugh.

And Anne seems shocked, "No shit? I thought Amy was a good girl?"

"She is," Jennifer answers.

"Then why wait?" Anne asks, her fingertips rolling over her breasts and hard nipples, keeping herself excited and ready to go.

"Better to seduce her." Jennifer says.

"No better seduction than walking into a room of horny naked people, right?" Anne grins. You realize just how right Jennifer was. Anne is a naughty girl.