You'll do it

"So", you say. "I guess I'll see what I can do". You glance over your shoulder back at the motel room. Gavin doesn't seem very experienced in the arts of love, so perhaps you'll have him finished in record time. "Wait in the car. This probably won't take long", you add.

"Cool", Honey smiles. "I'll wait in the car". She walks over to the car and gets inside the passenger seat, leaving the door open and sticking her legs outside. She grabs a book from under the dashboard and gives you a thumbs up.

You turn around and walk back into the motel room. "Yes! I'll be your porn star", you manage to **** out as you look back at Gavin. Behind him, the cameraman leans over from his chair to start unpacking his camera.

"Aw yiss! I can't believe how hot you are!", Gavin says. He does seem very excited, flashing you a wide grin and almost jumping on the spot as you notice him gaze appreciatively at your figure. You glance past him at the spot where you'll likely be having sex and see that it's a standard cheap motel bed. The bedside table next to it is bare except for an alarm clock and ash tray. The latter doesn't look like it was provided by the motel.

You turn back to Gavin, who is looking at you expectantly. "So?", you ask. "Are you ready?". You intend to get this done as fast as possible, not entirely at ease with the situation. The cameraman hasn't so much as acknowledged your presence yet, and you wonder if he's even affiliated with the studio you're working for.

"Well, I was kinda hoping to finish my... uh... cigarette first", Gavin answers, gesturing back to where he deposited it in the ash tray. It's still emitting a long plume of intoxicating smoke. "Say, do you want to share? I've got another mixed flavor one here".

"Does one of the flavors happen to be marijuana?", you ask, pretty sure the question is redundant. But you'd still like to have your suspicions confirmed before you commit to anything.

"Well, it's actually a mix of flavors", Gavin says, defensively. "I think there might be a little weed flavor mixed in with the tobacco flavor. I'm not sure."

"So a joint", you confirm, ignoring his nonsense.

"Yeah, a joint", Gavin admits, taking the cigarette pack out of his pocket. He pulls out another marijuana cigarette, extending it towards you. You're really not sure how wise it would be to accept.