Ayumi

"Ummm, lets go with Ayumi." You'd always had a case of 'yellow fever' so you simply couldn't pass up this opportunity.

Anna smiles and nods. She leaves the room to get the young actress. You sit there a few nervous minutes knowing your charade could be busted at any moment. 'I'll just ride this train for as long as I can.' You think. This could be fun, and hell, it's not like you had anything better planned. This Joseph Rossi might get his boys to beat the shit out of you, but in the mean time you'll make sure you make it worth it

You take a sip of the delicious pungent tea and enjoy the luxury of the fine desk and chair. You hear laughter as Anna and Ayumi come through the door. Shutting and locking the door behind her Anna is busting a gut. "Oh my, you are a bad girl!" She says to Ayumi.

The petite Japanese girl shrugs and laughs as well. "No, I'm goooood girl Ms. Lovkova."

Lovkova. The name sounded familiar. Then it comes to you. Anna Lovkova, she was an A-list adult film actress from years ago. You had busted a nut to more than a few of her videos over the years. While retired she had an almost legendary status in the industry today. While older she still looked amazing.

Continuing her chuckling Anna says, "Joseph, this girl is a hoot. I hope she makes the cut."

"Woah, woah. Let's not jump ahead of things." You respond. You look over Ayumi, she is not what you expected. Her hair is spikey and her loose tank top hangs to one side, a pink anarchy symbol on the front. She has on a short black skirt worn higher on one hip. She wears dark eye shadow and bright pink lipstick. She has a spikey oversized purse thrown over her shoulder. The photos, while they were hard core, depicted your typical demure young Japanese adult film actress. This girl looked like a punk rocker.

"Not quite what I expected." You say looking her up and down. Her tight, tiny body definitely still the little vixen you saw in the photos, but the overall package was so different.

Ayumi holds up a slender finger. "One second." She says in heavily accented English. She turns around and takes out a white collared t-shirt from her bag. She slips off her top then puts on the shirt and buttons it up, then she straightens out her skirt. Taking a comb she combs and flattens her short black shiny hair. She does a few things to remove some of her make up and a few other small touches.

She turns back to you. The clean white shirt is buttoned up to her neck. She looks like a prim and proper school girl. She holds her hands together in front of her, her shoulders slump to make herself look smaller. She is the very image of a timid delicate flower of a girl. She looks up at you coyly, a blush filling her cheeks as she bashfully looks down to the floor once more. She twists her foot on the floor nervously until finally looking up with her big black oh-so-innocent eyes and gives you a not so innocent look. The transformation was absolutely astonishing!

You stand up, clapping your hands. "Wow. That was incredible!"

She giggles and looks down in deference to you, "Oh Mr Rossi, you make me embarrassed. I am shy girl." Her voice that of the purest angel, one with a thick Japanese accent anyways.

Anna looks stunned at the metamorphosis then starts laughing once more. "Oh my god Joseph. If you could hear what she was telling me out there...it would make the devil blush."

You smile and nod. "Okay! Getting into character won't be a problem," you chuckle, "now...what other talents do you have?"