Kim: Oh my gosh, I’m so nervous my hands are getting sweaty.
Tom: Oh?
Kim: I just seriously can’t believe my good luck in getting the part.
Tom: Hm.
Kim: I mean I’ll be playing the part of Storm in the new X-Men Movie!
Tom: Ya, hang on I’ll be right back.
Kim: Da, da, da, da, di, di, dah. Da, da, da, da, di, di, dah. Da, da, da, da, di, di, dah. X-Men!
Tom: Ahem, so did you get the script that we sent you?
Kim: Ya, sure. By the way, thanks for helping me with these
boots.
Tom: You’re welcome. So you got it, and you read it?
Kim: Um, kinda.
Tom: Are you trying to tell me that you’ve come on set to play a part that you don’t have a clue about?
Kim: No, no, of course not! I’ve read the script.
Tom: Okay, then you know that we aren’t filming the new X-Men movie.
Kim: Well, in a way, no we aren’t.
Kim: What I mean to say is that I am playing the part of Storm: a powerful woman who controls nature with her emotions.
Tom: What?
Tom: Let me just come right out and ask: you know we’re filming a porno right?
Kim: Ha! Yeah, I was totally messing with you!
Tom: That’s a pretty good one, but I have to tell you that I really don’t like jokes.
Kim: Oh, come on Tom, everyone likes a good joke!
Kim: Hey, Tom are you still there? You’re not going to leave me like this are you? I was just kidding!
Tom: (Leaving the room) No it’s funny. I’m going to laugh hysterical-ly as I leave you all alone in this room.
Hidden camera man: Wow, this girl is really getting into character!
Amber: Another Tuesday night, alone. *Sigh* I’ve got to be strong...
Amber: ...I have to remember what I learned at the Over-Masturbators Anonymous meeting last week: keep your hands in a safe place...
Amber: ...look at your hands. Your hands are beautiful. They are for making music...
Amber: ...they are for typing on keyboards and giving applause after watching a great performance...
Amber: ...hands are for… hmm, petting pussy cats and giving deep massages… oh, why did I have to think of that?
Amber: I don’t know if this hand trap device is going to be enough to hold me off.
Amber: There! These cuffs should help me keep my legs closed...
Amber: ...but then again, I do love a challenge. Oh my god, I can feel my pussy jumping. It wants to be attacked! It’s a good thing this zipper is locked because I really want to get inside.
Amber: No, I have to hold on. I can do this. I can go without mastur-bating for more than 12 hours this time...
Amber: … oh, all of this frustration is exhausting! I’m so tense,
and I can’t even touch myself to take the edge off.
Amber: This is crazy. I’m horny and sleepy at the same time. Zzzzz.
Amber: What’s going on, am I dreaming? I’m still so turned on,
what is this?
Amber: I can’t even remember that stupid mantra now! Look at
your hands… something, something...
Amber: ...oh yes, my hands are for making music. Hello, where
did this delicious dildo come from? I think I’ll play a little...
Amber: ...wait, my zipper’s undone! I can make much better music
if I get my instrument a little wet. Like when you play the clarinet,
the reed has to stay moist...
Amber: ...because that way the vibrations of the—oh YES! YES!
YES! It feels amazing!! All of this anticipation’s made me hungry
for banana cream pie.
Amber: Oh yes, this is amazing! Everything I want is
cummmmmmmmmmming!!! Oh, yes, yes, again!
Amber: Oh shit, if not masturbating gives me access to super sexy
fuck dreams, I think I can do this! Wait a second is there a snake
moving beside me??!
Amber: Urg, that was just some stupid rope! Damn it, it’s all gone!!!
