((“Loverboy” Vinnie Lane pulls up to a nice house, parking in a long, circular driveway in front of a nicely manicured lawn. As Vinnie exits the car and swaggers up toward the beautiful home wearing his tight vinyl pants and tastefully ripped Def Leppard half shirt, the front door opens revealing the angelic face of the gorgeous and sexy Sasha Grey. Even Loverboy, no stranger to the world’s hottest women and certainly no stranger to online porn, is taken aback by the sight of the adult actress as she smiles at him and walks out onto the porch, greeting the rock n’ roll megastar with a warm, lingering hug.))

Sasha: Vinnie! I’m so glad you could make it! You look hot… do you like my outfit?

((Doing a flirty half spin, Sasha shows of her trim figure and shapely legs in a form fitting mini dress. Loverboy looks like the eyes might actually roll out of his head.))

Loverboy: Girl! You look fuckin’ incredible! I can’t believe I’m really looking at you. In person, I mean. I man, not like I jerk off to your porns a lot or anything. Well, I mean, not like I don’t…

Sasha: Oh, Vinnie, don’t be silly. I think it’s hot that you’d jerk off to me. Come in?

Loverboy: Hell yeah!

((Sasha takes Loverboy by the hand and leads him into the house, directly into a living room with a nice, black leather couch sitting in the center of the room. Loverboy has a seat on one end of the sofa and Sasha sits on the other, but she stretches her pretty legs across the cushions after kicking off her shoes and lies her feet in his lap. Instinctively, Loverboy opens his legs for her and rubs her calves and feet with his left hand, leaving his right arm stretched across the back of the couch.))

Loverboy: Oh! I’m sorry, I shouldn’t…

Sasha: Nonsense, Vinnie… you’re the Loverboy, right? Don’t stop now.

((Sasha’s smoky eyes and smoldering smile get Loverboy smiling as he continues to massage her delicate little feet in his lap.))

Sasha: So, Vinnie, you’re the referee for my special guest appearance this week in the XWF? Are you a good guy or a bad guy?

((Loverboy laughs a little at Sasha’s question, but it soon becomes apparent that she’s expecting an answer.))

Loverboy: Well, I guess that depends on your point of view. If you like guys who stand up for themselves, who back up their friends, and who defend the name of the company that gave them an opportunity to shine on a national stage? Then I’m the good guy. If you like guys who strap old dildos onto their head and jump people from behind, then get beat fair and square by a better wrestler and basically ignore the stipulation they agreed to? Then you probably will think I’m the bad guy after I kick your hero’s ass.

((Sasha giggles. Loverboy’s face visibly reddens when he’s caught checking out her cleavage.))

Sasha: You see something you like, Loverboy?

Loverboy: Shit… hey, I’m sorry, I’m not trying to be rude… you’re just really… REALLY sexy, man.

((Sasha wiggles her feet in Loverboy’s lap, causing him to inhale sharply and roll his eyes back into his head.))

Sasha: Hmmm, I can definitely tell you think so. Unless you have something in your pocket?

((Smiling and then biting her lip, Sasha leans forward and runs her hand down the length of her shins, then into the obvious lump of vinyl in Loverboy’s crotch. With a quick squeeze, she scoots herself closer and licks her lips.))

Sasha: So… if you were watching me in a video, what would you be hoping for me to do next?

Loverboy: Really? Wow… well… I might be hoping for something a little creative. Is that a dog collar you’re wearing?

((Sasha runs a finger over the small spikes adorning the leather choker around her throat. Her eyes light up with inspiration.))

Sasha: Why yes it is, Vinnie… do you think I’d make a good pet?

((Sasha slides off of the couch, crouching on her knees between Loverboy’s legs and looking up at him with a devilish grin. She parts her lips and extends her tongue slightly, positioning her hands in a mock ‘begging’ position.))




Loverboy: Oh, god damn… this is the greatest day of my life.

Sasha: Call me a good girl.

Loverboy: You’re a good girl, Sasha. A very good girl.



((Some time later, Loverboy and Sasha Grey are lying together among a tangle of sheets in her expansive bed. Loverboy stares straight up at the ceiling with his hands under his head, an expression of disbelief on his face. Sasha is curled up next to him, her swath pf raven hair strewn across the pillow behind her as she looks up at Loverboy’s face with her hand rubbing his broad, muscular, lithe, svelte, handsome chest. Not a stitch of clothing is anywhere to be found.))

Sasha: Well, Loverboy, you definitely lived up to the hype… are you as good of a referee as you are a fuck?

Loverboy: No idea, sugar… it’s my first time. I gotta say though, if you’re expecting a fair, impartial judge? Forget about it. Pest the dildo king is getting his ass handed to him by yours truly. It’s a pretty hot turn on that you’ll be there bent over and watching me while I do it, too.

Sasha: Mmmm. Me too. Sounds like the little pest isn’t getting anywhere near my pretty pussy, huh?

Loverboy: Not if I can help it, babe. And if he does? Well, he’s just going to end up with a handful of my man chowder all over him isn’t he?

Sasha: I might need a refill for that to happen, Vinnie. You up for round… what are we up to anyway?

Loverboy: Five. I want to try reverse cowgirl this time, okay?

Sasha: My favorite. Let’s get started…






((Fade away.))