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SCENE opens on the outdoor patio of a quiet café. Becca (Whitney Wright), a mild-mannered college student, sits quietly reading when her friend arrives with a pair of coffees. Putting her book aside, they hug and sit down to catch up, sipping their beverages and small talking about life and their plans for the next semester. Becca’s phone suddenly buzzes. It’s a notification from a dating site she’s subscribed to, telling her she’s got a new match. Becca looks embarrassed, but her friend encourages her to swipe and check out the man’s profile. After all, she did say she wanted to get out more after her breakup, right? Becca nods. The man is handsome, older, and has messaged her, asking if she would be interested in a threesome with him and his girlfriend. The thought of this makes Becca blush but her friend encourages her to write back. ‘That app is vetted, I use it all the time!’ she says. ‘What’s the worst that’s going to happen? You have a funny story to tell?’ Becca bites her lip and asks for reassurance. Should she should really write him back? The friend nods. ‘Totally,’ she says, sipping her coffee as the camera pans down Becca’s unsure face to the profile she is staring at.
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Becca stands in the bathroom mirror, in her bra and panties. She is staring at herself, trying to psych herself up for her date when her phone buzzes again. The man she met on the app, Robert, has texted her directly. ‘We can’t wait to meet you tonight!’ She bites her lip before turning back to stare at herself in the mirror. A slight smirk crosses her face. She’s excited.
Cut to Robert’s house. Becca knocks and nervously straightens herself out, when Robert (Tommy Pistol) opens the door. He is calm and inviting, exclaiming how breathtakingly beautiful she is and extending his hand to lead her inside. The living room has been set up with candles and wine, which he offers, and she accepts. They small talk for a few minutes, mostly about how nervous and excited they both are. It’s their first time doing this. Becca is very charmed by the mild-mannered man and even allows herself to get closer to him, as they both start to gear up for their hookup together. But someone is missing. She casually asks Robert where his girlfriend is. ‘Oh, she’s just in the next room,’ he says confidently. ‘We were putting the finishing touches on dinner. Would you like to meet her?’ Becca nods and they stand up to walk in the other room, where a full dinner has been laid out on a nicely decorated dining table.
A woman sits frozen at the end of the table, her back to Becca. Robert starts to rant about the lovely meal they have prepared and how excited his girlfriend, Harper, is about their night together while Becca stares at the woman’s backside. A chill runs down her spine. Why isn’t the woman moving? She slowly turns to look at the man whose hand is now grazing her back. ‘Robert….?’ She begins to say when, nervously, the man pulls Becca into the room fully to introduce Harper. A silicone love doll, dressed neatly in a party dress, has been propped up in a chair waiting for them. Becca’s eyes go wide, and her mouth drops open in shock, as she backs away from the table and the man’s grasp. ‘What is wrong with you?’ She gasps, grabbing her bag while he chases after her.
Robert pleads with her to stop, to listen to him, to listen to them. Yes, it is an unconventional relationship, but his love for Harper goes far beyond just a toy. Since his actual wife died years ago, she has been his only true source of comfort. The only woman who wouldn’t reject him. It was her attention and affection that helped him gain the confidence to start dating again. To try the app. It was her loyalty that made him feel like a whole person again. Couldn’t she please just try to be understanding? She seemed so open-minded while they were chatting. Harper isn’t just a doll, she is a real woman, just one made of silicone. If she would only stay and try it, she might even enjoy the experience. As Robert rambles on, Becca backs up to the door, her mind racing. She is able to stammer ‘No thank you. I’m not interested. Please don’t contact me again!’ before running off into the night.
That night, as Becca lies in bed, she dreams that Harper is lying beside her. In her dream, she begins to caress and kiss the silicone woman’s body as the camera cuts back and forth between her fantasy and her tossing in her bed. Finally, she opens her eyes to find herself alone and breathing heavily.
The next day, Becca sits beside her bed, distracted. She keeps picking up the phone but there has been no contact from Robert. She stares at his profile longingly, wishing she could see Harper’s face too.
Later that evening, Becca lays on her bed, looking at her laptop. She searches ‘silicone woman’ and pulls up a website called AuraDolls.com. Scrolling through it, she discovers the Harper model and stares at it. She can’t help but be turned on by the thought of being with her. She knows what she needs to do. She closes the laptop and, grabbing her purse, leaves the apartment.
Robert sits in his bedroom, quietly reading beside Harper, when he hears someone slam the front door and run up his stairs. Nervously, he gets out of bed to confront them when Becca appears in his bedroom doorway. She is frazzled and full of adrenaline. ‘Becca! How did you get in here?’ He asks, confused. She walks up and kisses him boldly on the mouth. ‘I let myself in, I hope you don’t mind.’ She whispers. It’s the first time a real woman has kissed him in years and Robert melts at her touch. She looks at the doll sitting in the bed. ‘I want to try it,’ she whispers in his ear. Robert starts to tear up, as he looks at the two women in his bedroom. He takes Becca’s hand and pulls back the cover to his bed to invite her in.
Tentatively, Becca begins to caress Harper’s face, asking Robert if she can kiss Harper. Robert hops onto the bed and puts his arm around Harper, telling Becca that she’s very affectionate. Becca climbs up onto the bed and moves towards Harper. She confesses to Robert that she’s very nervous, but he reassures her, telling her that there’s nothing to be nervous about. Becca can treat her like a real person. Becca delicately kisses Harper’s soft lips before turning her attention to Robert and kissing him. Soon the two pull away from each other and slowly peel the negligee off of Harper’s chest. Robert leads Becca in caressing Harper’s full breasts as Becca gasps. Robert takes off Becca’s shirt as she lays down next to Harper. Slipping off the rest of Becca’s clothes, Robert trails kisses down her thighs, lightly tonguing her clit before spreading Harper’s legs and licking her pussy. Alternating between Harper and Becca, Robert eats both of them out hungrily.
Becca may have been hesitant at first, but now that she’s gotten to know Harper, can she ever live without the Aura Doll again?
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Three cute and nerdy friends, Ivy Wolfe, Judy Jolie, and Alison Rey, are playing a tabletop roleplaying game called Labyrinths &Leviathans. Ivy is the all-knowing Labyrinth Mistress (LM) while Judy and Alison are the brave souls on an epic adventure.
They’re all getting deep into the story, celebrating having slain an ogre, when Ivy’s snobby cheerleader sister, Whitney Wright,waltzes in. Immediately, the friends fall into an uncomfortable silence as Whitney plops down at the table with them, announcingthat she’s stuck with them for the night. What game is this? One of their dorky pretend games with magic? Whatever, she wants in.
Reluctantly, they let Whitney play, although it isn’t long before she’s mocking their enthusiasm for the game. When Ivy challengesher sister on what she’d have HER character do, Whitney smirks and says she’d have her character put a love spell on Judy’scharacter to make them kiss!
Just like that, Whitney’s cast out of the fellowship and the other girls try to get back to playing a proper game. As Ivy continuesnarrating their adventure, Whitney rolls her eyes and slides in behind Judy and Alison, getting up to no good. Whitney starts teasingthem in seductive ways, playing with their hair or caressing their backs. She even goes as far as groping their perky breasts beneaththeir shirts! While Judy and Alison first seem uncomfortable, they soon begin falling under Whitney’s spell, much to Ivy’s dismay.
Despite Ivy’s vehement protests, when Whitney dares Judy and Alison to be as bold as their characters, they’re unable to resisttemptation any further. Ivy can do nothing but stare in shock as the other three girls undress before her and starts getting it on. AsWhitney fingers and tongues Judy and Alison’s sweet pussies, Ivy does her best to keep her wits about her. However, it isn’t longbefore her own resolve finally crumbles — it looks like the game will just have to wait!
Story inspired by an original submission by Girlsway member, Doctor Jackson!
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Naughty Whitney Wright is back and ready to deep throat a hard cock. She plays with her wet pussy before grabbing and gagging on a throbbing hard cock. Whitney shows off her skills at sucking cock and gets messy with it. Then she gets showered with a hot load of cum all over her cute face.
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Whitney Wright and her brother James Deen are both into the big game but they’re cheering for opposite teams. Whitney’s team is winning, much to her delight. She decides that her good fortune means that her bro needs to wait on her by bringing her snacks and drinks. James is willing to do that, but when he returns he says that he still thinks his team is better. They agree to play strip football, with each person removing an article of clothing when the opposing team gets a first down. Before long, Whitney is out of clothes while James still has a pair of briefs. On the next first down by James’s team, Whitney agrees that it’s only fair for her to give her brother a handjob since she’s out of things to take off.
After a few flicks of her wrist, Whitney leans in to start sucking. She loves the feel and taste of James’s dick, but when he flips her onto her back and starts feasting on her twat that’s what really gets her motor running. When James gets to his feet and positions his hardon at her entrance, Whitney can’t say yes enough. Soon he has her moaning her delight as he fills her up and fucks her right.
On her hands and knees, Whitney gets a doggy style pussy pounding that leaves her moaning with delight. Then she climbs into James’s lap to ride his fuck stick. She turns around for some reverse cowgirl action, then throws her head back in delight as he gluts her with a creampie of brotherly love. As they both come down from their orgasmic highs, they settle back in to watch the rest of the game.Add to favorites
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Scene begins with a woman who appears to be a housewife cleaning her home before she goes to the kitchen to get a bowl of milk which she takes to her bedroom for another woman who is dressed in a skin-tight leather catsuit. They kiss and then the housewife leaves the room right before the girl in the catsuit crawls from the bed to the floor and begins licking the milk from the bowl. Scenes moves to some time later. The housewife and the cat is downstairs when the husband comes home. The cat cuddles up to the husband and the wife assumes her role and submits immediately to her husband. From there the sex begins. He husband fucks the wife and the cat in different positions. The scene ends with the husband cumming in the wife’s mouth and moves up to spit it in the cats mouth right before they make-out.
Troubled Virgin Exploited By Social Worker After Being Rescued From Cult!
SCENE opens and a fragile-looking girl (Whitney Wright) nervously shuffles along the walkway to the doorstep of a social worker’s house. She is clearly not comfortable, looking a little paranoid as she glances around her as if checking that there’s no one laying in wait around the next corner. She’s easy to startle, flinching as a car drives by in the background. She lets out a shuddery breath to calm herself, then hugs herself, trying to provide the comfort she’s been deprived of for so many days.
She steals a moment to brace herself on the steps, telling herself that she can do this. Just as she lifts a hand to knock on the door, the door opens, revealing a man (Derrick Pierce) with a warm smile. Lily jumps with surprise and he apologizes, saying that he saw her through the window. He seems approachable. He says that she must be Lily and invites her in after introducing himself as Aiden Taylor, her social worker. She seems to relax slightly — only slightly — with his warm greeting.
She steps inside the home, thanking him for seeing her, though hesitantly comments that she was surprised he asked her to come to his house, not his office. Aiden replies that he likes working from home since he finds that people who have trouble trusting others — like many of his clients, perhaps even like her — feel more at ease meeting in a comfortable, inviting setting than in a big cold corporate office. He’s worked a lot of cases and the home environment seems to work best, especially for teens who are often otherwise distrustful of authority figures.
She pauses a moment and responds that she guess she can see that, sure, warming up a little to his attempts at putting her at ease. He sees she is still a little skittish and smiles, reassuring her that she doesn’t need to be afraid anymore as he puts a firm hand on her shoulder. Lily tenses and he immediately pulls back with an apologetic look, gesturing instead with that same hand for her to head towards the office. As he does, he promises that she’s safe now, but as he closes the door, there’s a glimpse of a smile turned sinister.
Lily and Aiden step into the home office, which is warm and inviting. There are two armchairs in the office facing each other. A desk might be present, but Aiden opts instead not to sit behind it, taking instead one of the two chairs facing each other. Aiden gestures to and pats the other chair across from him, encouraging Aiden to sit, as he sits opposite of her. He keeps a comfortable and standard distance from her of about three feet to promote intimacy. She’s nervous as he picks up a notepad and pen. Her posture is closed off, with her shoulders pulled in, her hands fisted tight against her lap.
Aiden and Lily begins discussing the case. To start with, he just needs some basic information to make sure everything gets processed correctly. He asks to check the spelling of her name and her birthdate. She gives her name and birthdate to him, and he asks if that means she’s 19, which she confirms. He also asks about her family, which makes her shift uncomfortably. She gives the names of her parents, as well as her younger sister, Emily. He asks how old Emily is, seeming intrigued — she’s Lily’s YOUNGER sister, right? Emily confirms yes, she just turned 18 this month. Only a few days before they ran away, in fact. Aiden seems pleased with this response.
Aiden then uses the tried-and-true method of small talk for easing her into the session. He talks about the weather, and she mentions that the weather was really nice for walking to his place. It felt like she was seeing everything for the first time. Aiden asks her how does she mean seeing everything for the first time? She shrugs, looking a bit sheepish as she admits that the sun is brighter, the wind warmer, the birds more cheerful… Emily was so excited when she saw a florist shop for the first time a couple days ago, Lily adds with a small but fond smile. The flowers were so colorful, like the ones just outside on Aiden’s street. ‘Father Warren used to say that boastful colors were the devil’s palette, so we only had white flowers in our homes.’
Aiden then continues, probing more into the situation. He starts by asking how many days she’s been in the city? She says it’s only been a week? She remarks that it’s hard to tell because so much has happened — it feels like her head is still spinning. He asks her where she’s staying, and she says that they’re at a local shelter. He asks her how the conditions have been and she admits they aren’t great, nothing like how things were at the compound.
Aiden assures her that it’s normal for her to feel anxiety, but that she’s doing fine. He then asks her to discuss the commune. She’s still uncertain, looking around nervously while rubbing her arm or biting her bottom lip. Aiden assures her that everything they discuss is strictly between them. He’s there to help her. She gazes at him for a few moments, choosing to trust him, then explains how her parents have both been part of the commune since before she was born, they were some of the first members to join. It was the only life she’s ever known. She didn’t think anything of it until a few months ago when she started hearing rumors. Aiden asks her what rumors she’s heard. Lily is quicker to respond now, desperate to be heard as she leans forward in her chair, becoming more animated.
She says that she heard that their leader, Father Warren, was taking girls into the barn to… to DO things to them… ‘What KIND of things?’ Aiden asks, leaning in as if almost perversely wanting to learn more, his warm presence starting to shift to something unsettling. Since she’s so desperate to get everything out into the open now, she doesn’t catch onto Aiden’s change of demeanor. She says she’s heard that he takes them back there to have sex with them.
‘And why did you feel uncomfortable about the rumors? …Is it perhaps because you secretly wanted to be one of those girls?’ Aiden asks, still in a professional tone, which seems creepier now because of the nature of the questioning and the way he seems even MORE focused on her. His eyes even flicker over her body briefly, which she catches.
She closes her body off again, gasping. ‘No, of course not! Why would I want that?’ she exclaims. Aiden slips back into a practiced smile as he leans back into the chair. He apologizes to her for making her uncomfortable, explaining that he’s worked with many troubled teens that developed attraction towards the men that have been exploiting them. He invites her to continue speaking.
Lily is a little wary again now, but continues talking, unable to help herself. She NEEDS to be heard! She says that ever since she started hearing the rumors, it was like a fog has been lifted. She noticed other strange things, too, like how everyone seemed TOO happy, but any time she tried to talk to her parents about it, they denied everything. Finally, she decided that she NEEDED to get Emily to safety. She couldn’t let Emily be the next one that Father Warren decided to be sinful with. They fled, having no belongings, no money, nowhere to stay… They got a ride to the city and have been staying at the women’s shelter for now, but it’s not enough. They can’t stay there forever. When she asked the homeless shelter volunteers, they referred them to Aiden, so that’s why she’s there. They said a social worker might be able to help her and her sister get the care and resources she needs to ensure that she and Emily are truly SAFE. She’s the big sister — she HAS to take care of Emily. She can’t risk them being sent back to that crazy place now.
Aiden says that he think he may be able to get them into a transitional home and goes to the computer to check. However, he’s not really looking anything up at all as he instead watches Lily from afar. After a few moments, he approaches her and says that he can help them. But there’s a lot of people ahead of them on the waiting lists…
Aiden then reveals that he is convinced that Lily and Emily were part of a sex cult. Lily is shocked, but especially when Aiden crouches close and suddenly looks a whole lot creepier. Aiden reflects out loud that if the commune was that strict about sex, Lily is probably still a virgin then… but, he asks, has she ever at least masturbated?
Lily is shocked by the change, recoiling away from him. She finally states that she’s REALLY uncomfortable about all this and doesn’t think he’s the right fit for her needs. She makes for the door but Aiden speaks up again in a cold drawl. ‘You COULD leave, if you want. I certainly won’t stop you. Just know that I’m the ONLY one that can help you get what you need to start a new life. No one else will help you if I exaggerate a few things in my notes here…’ Lily exclaims that he can’t do that. He counters that he CAN and WILL.
She’s horrified and torn. ‘No, I HAVE to protect Emily… I have to get her AWAY from all this…’ Aiden smiles darkly as he undoes his pants and removes his cock. ‘If YOU cooperate, I can help make sure you BOTH get the new life you’ve dreamed of. You can be together and HAPPY for the rest of your lives…’ he teases.
Lily tries not to stare at the cock, since it’s her first time seeing one, shocked by everything that’s happening. She backs up as he approaches until her back is against the nearest wall. ‘What are you doing?? No, I-I can’t do this…’ she stammers. He asks if she’s REALLY going to let her dear little sister down like that? He said he’d help her and he plans to keep his promise. Now she has a choice to make.
She finally reluctantly agrees to have sex with him if it means securing a better future. She nervously drops to her knees and parts her lips while looking up at him. He mockingly says that she’s made the right choice and that her sister should be SO PROUD of her for being so brave…
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Whitney is visiting a friend she hasn’t seen a while. She’s hinted at having a boyfriend but has never seen him. The only traces of him are the loud sex noises she hears at night. When curiosity gets the better of her, she decides to sneak into her friend’s room in the morning.
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A fancy sports car pulls into a lavish property as Kate (Abigail Mac) watches from inside through a window. She turns back towards her guests for the evening: Cecilia (Whitney Wright), an awkward but beautiful teenage girl, and her well-dressed father. Cecilia’s father can’t thank Kate enough for her help in easing his daughter into life at the elite private school she is being transferred to. Putting on her best fake smile, Kate assures him that as the head of the school welcoming committee, she’s happy to mentor Cecilia! She’s going to make SURE to that his daughter is introduced to all the right people. Cecilia’s father is relieved, and again expresses his thanks to Kate as Cecilia looks on uncomfortably. As the pair stand up to leave, Victor (Seth Gamble), a refined looking young man, struts into the room. Kate introduces Victor as her brother. Oozing charm, Victor says hello to Cecilia’s father and introduces himself to Cecilia, planting a soft kiss on her dainty hand. Cecilia looks away, blushing at his touch. As Kate escorts the family out, Victor collapses onto the couch. A moment later Kate comes sauntering back into the room, but her demeanor has changed completely from well-mannered to catty and biting. She complains to her brother that Cecilia is NOT as innocent as she looks and in fact, is actually the cause of a recent breakup between Kate and her now EX-boyfriend, Jet Jetson. It seems that Jet ditched the popular Kate in favor of trying to seduce the virginal Cecilia. Victor sighs, telling her that he doesn’t care about her PETTY love troubles. HIS conquests are much more important. Seeing that their interests can perhaps align, Kate asks her brother for his help. She desperately wants to get revenge on her ex, and to do that, Victor needs to seduce Cecilia. Victor refuses, saying that he has a list of real women he’s targeting right now. He doesn’t have time to get caught up in her little…melodramas. He doesn’t need Kate to serve up a woman for him to seduce, he can fuck ANYONE he wants. Really?, Kate asks with a sly glint in her eye. Care to put…a wager on it? Victor arches his eyebrows, intrigued. He asks his sister what the terms are. Motioning to his car outside, she tells him that if he isn’t able to fuck that sweet 18-year old virgin, then he’ll have to give her his car. “And if I win?” he asks. Taking off her jacket and showing off her luscious cleavage, she tells him that if HE wins he’ll get the one thing that he’s been obsessing over ever since their parents got married. Smiling seductively, she tells him she’ll fuck his brains out. “What makes you think I’d go for that bet?” he asks, turning away from her. She teases that she’s the ONLY person he can’t have, and it KILLS him. Victor still isn’t convinced, so Kate plays her trump card, sticking out her tight ass as she tells Victor that she’ll let him put it…WHEREVER he wants. Smiling to himself, he turns around and tells her they have a deal. Several days later, Kate and Cecilia sit in a park, enjoying a picnic. Cecilia innocently snacks on some fruit as Kate brushes her hair. Kate asks Cecilia if the rumors are true…DID she go out on a date with Jet Jetson? Laughing nervously, Cecilia tells Kate that she did go on a date with Jet. It went ok, but he pretty much talked about his psycho ex that he just dumped the whole time. His ex sounds like SUCH a loser, Cecilia laughs as Kate grits her teeth, angrily pulling on Cecilia’s hair. Oops, sorry, Kate says sweetly when Cecilia yelps. Telling Kate that Jet has invited her out with his family for the weekend, Cecilia confesses that she’s really nervous. She’s never even been to first BASE before, so how is she going to know what to do with someone like Jet?! Kate looks at her quizzically. Hasn’t she ever practiced that kind of thing with one of her girlfriends before? Eww, gross–no!, Cecilia says, making a face. Kate reassures her that it’s NOT gross, in fact it’s perfectly natural for girls to test things out on each other. She instructs Cecilia to sit up and close her eyes. Cecilia does as she’s told and the two girls share a soft and tender kiss. Kate then tells Cecilia that they’re going to practice using tongues. They move towards each other and kiss again, their soft tongues intertwining. Pulling away from Kate, Cecilia looks enamoured and weak in the knees. Matter-of-factly, Kate explains that if Cecilia wants to be with someone like Jet, she really needs to practice first. Nobody likes a virgin, after all! Maybe…Victor can help her out. Cecilia’s eyes go wide at the thought of Victor. “He would NEVER kiss me,” she exclaims. Kate smiles, saying that she’d bet he’d do A LOT more than just kiss her. Taking out her cell-phone, she calls her brother. When he picks up a moment later, she greets him confidently. “You know that thing we discussed the other day? Well, I’ve decided to give you a head start …” she says, passing the phone to Cecilia, who answers it awkwardly. When Victor hears who it is, he puts on his most charming voice. Telling Cecilia that he’s a photographer, he suggests that they get together and take some photos that night. With a nervous laugh, Cecilia accepts. Later that night Cecilia lounges on Victor’s bed as he snaps photos of her. He tells her that he really thinks that she could be a model. He LOVES taking her photos, but…it’s too bad that she doesn’t have more experience with…SEXY poses. Cecilia spins around awkwardly, telling him that she CAN be sexy! She begins to pose on the bed, as unbeknownst to Cecilia, Kate peeks in through the bedroom door. Finally, Victor stops Cecilia and tells her to try and make herself more comfortable, unzipping her hoodie to reveal her white lacy bra. As she keeps posing, he eventually suggests she should lose ALL her clothing. This is a little too much for Cecilia, who stops posing abruptly. Zipping up her hoodie, she tells Victor that she should probably leave now. Seeing that it’s all slipping away from him, Victor makes his move, asking her if he can kiss her. This is the moment that Cecilia has been waiting for and she eagerly agrees. But she’s surprised once again when Victor slips off her sweat pants, telling her he wants to kiss her…DOWN THERE. He eases her onto the bed, tracing kisses up her creamy thighs. Licking his lips, his buries his face in her tight virginal pussy, licking hungrily as Cecilia gasps with pleasure. Victor is about to win this cruel bet, but when Kate finally gives him what he’s been craving, will SHE want a taste of sweet Cecilia too?
Scene opens on the interior of a car. A young woman, Lois Brown (Whitney Wright), is the sole occupant and driver, and we watch over her shoulder as she pulls up to a house. She stops the car and turns it off. The camera pans down to see that her hands are shaking. She takes a deep breath, steadies herself. ‘You can do this,’ she says to herself and gets out of the car. She walks up the driveway to the door of the house and hesitates another moment before ringing the doorbell. After a second, the door opens and a man, James Stinson (Michael Vegas), stands there. He looks at her, appraising her in an almost predatory way. ‘You must be Lois?’ he asks with a tone of wary caution. Yes, and he must be Mr. Stinson, Lois says with a polite and professional smile. Oh, she can call him James, he says. A bit young for a reporter, no? She flashes him a polite, detached smile and says maybe, she’s 22 but people always say she has an old soul. He nods and then realizes he’s still blocking the doorway – But where are his manners? Please, come in, he says, waving her in. She follows him into the house, a modest, clean and well-kept abode.
So where does she want to do this?, he asks, a hint of discomfort creeping into his voice. Wherever he feels comfortable, she says politely but not warmly… how about the living room?, she suggests. He agrees and they sit down in the living room. He takes a seat and she sits in a chair across from him with a table between them. She takes out her cell phone and opens up a voice recording app. Does he mind if she records this?, Lois asks. No, please do, he doesn’t want to be misquoted, he’s had enough of that – he chuckles, not because it was funny but to fill the awkward silence following his comment. Great, she says after a pause, pressing the record button on the app and places the phone on the table between them. ‘So let’s start with the obvious: why now? Why grant your first face-to-face interview to a small college newspaper after all this time not speaking to the press?’ Lois asks. He considers the question. Well, it’s simple: in all this time, she’s not the first reporter to call him on the anniversary of the crime, but she IS the first reporter to call him and tell him that she believes he’s not guilty, and offer to tell his side of the story, he says. But he WAS acquitted of the crime he was accused of, so what guilt is he referring to?, Lois probes. As she knows, the case was all over the news, day and night, and even though he was found not guilty, most people believe that he is guilty and the verdict was wrong, James says. Guilty until proven innocent in the public eye, he says bitterly. And he’s never been able to shake that stigma, people just don’t look at him in the same way since then, he adds resentfully. It’s a lonely existence. ‘Maybe we can try to dispel some of that stigma once the public hears your side of the story. So I ask you, on the record: Are you guilty?’ Lois asks. He smiles sadly back at her. ‘Am I guilty?’ he asks her. He takes a deep sigh. There is a tense moment of silence. Once again, something dark and predatory flashes across his face. ‘Yes…I am,’ he says, his smile gone.
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Resuming the interview, Lois looks stunned at James’s admission. ‘I am guilty…guilty of being in the wrong place at the wrong time,’ James clarifies. He happened to be at the club that night, and he happened to be the last person seen with… James says, trailing off, blanking at the victim’s name. ‘Darlene Davis,’ Lois says, enunciating the name carefully. Yes that’s right, it was a long time ago…and he has tried to put the whole episode behind him, being at the club that night, being at the wrong place at the wrong time…that ruined his life, James says. So how does he explain Darlene’s DNA on his shirt?, Lois probes, adding that the police claim that this happened during the crime. The same way he explained it to the police, with the truth: she had a nosebleed when she was dancing with him, James says. But the press got a hold of that and used that to assume his guilt, he continues. What they didn’t bother to report was that she was a known substance user prone to nosebleeds, he says.
‘When they came to interview you because they saw you on the club’s security footage, you consented to them searching your home, where they discovered the shirt with DNA evidence, which then led to your arrest and trial. If the DNA on the shirt was from an innocent nosebleed as you claim, why didn’t you just tell the police about it instead of hiding the shirt for them to find, and for that matter, why did you consent to the search in the first place if you had evidence hidden away that would incriminate you?’ Lois asks. Well, because he didn’t feel that he had anything to hide, James says smoothly, for example why would he even think that shirt was evidence to a crime at the time unless he was the one who committed it? When he left the woman, she was still alive. But, she continues, if he had nothing to hide, why did he initially lie to the police about where he was after the club that night?, Lois asks skeptically. He didn’t have an alibi that night, he just came home alone, and he’s seen enough movies to know that it’s really easy for cops to pin something on someone who can’t account for their whereabouts, so he told them he went to get a burger instead, James says. Stupid mistake, he says regretfully. A stupid mistake that he’s replayed over and over in his mind every day since then, he adds. But he can see why that story sounds a little thin right?, Lois asks. Especially since the route he claims to have taken home from the club that night is the least direct way to get home and HAPPENS to be one that doesn’t have traffic cams in that area of town, she adds. He looks at her silently. Can she turn off the recording for a moment please?, he asks softly. Oh um, yes, sure, Lois stutters, caught off guard. She turns it off. Lois…he thought that this interview was going to give him the opportunity to shed some light on his innocence, so why does this feel like the same old assumption of guilt that he’s used to?, he asks, leaning close to her, resting his elbows on his knees in a vaguely threatening way. ‘Because if this is just about pushing my guilt, if you’re hiding something from me…we’re going to have…a problem,’ James says, that same carnivorous look crossing his features again. Lois shifts in her chair nervously. No…it’s not about that at all, even though she believes in his innocence, she still has to do her job and ask all the tough questions, she says anxiously. There is a tense moment while he considers her answer. Ok..let’s keep going then, he says finally. Lois exhales sharply and resumes recording.
So getting back to the night of the crime: to help clear up any misconceptions, why doesn’t he recount that night for her?, Lois suggests gently. Well, he was in the mood to go out, but all of his friends were busy, so he decided to go to the club alone and that’s where he met Darlene; they danced for a little while, and then he went home, alone, James says quickly. There’s really not much more to explain other than that, he adds. And what was Darlene like?, asks Lois, He doesn’t really remember, he only danced with her for a short time and didn’t really get to know her, he answers. So he didn’t get a sense of her AT ALL?, a sense of what…Darlene was like?, Lois asks. Was she kind, did she seem happy? Why the great interest in Darlene?, James asks, his brow furrowed in suspicion. Just trying to get a sense of the victim is all, Lois says quickly. Hmmm, well he can’t really help her there because like he said, he didn’t get to know her, James says. But she did have a reputation around the neighborhood, she was known as kind of…he doesn’t want to be rude here but…kind of a whore who would do ANYTHING for a fix, he says offhandedly. Upon hearing this, Lois looks a little rattled. At the time, some people were even saying that she…got what she deserved, James says softly. Lois looks a little sick when she hears his last answer and abruptly excuses herself, saying that she has to use the bathroom.
In the bathroom, she splashes water on her face and pats it down with a towel, regaining her composure. Keep it together, almost there, just this one last thing to do, she says to herself, breathing heavily. She takes another moment to steady herself, draws in a deep breath and exits the bathroom. Back in the living room, she goes to sit beside James on the couch. She apologizes for rushing out like that, adding that it must have been something she ate. He tells her not to worry about it. She smiles. What she would like to do now is shift gears and get…inside his head a bit, she says. Is that why she came to sit next to him, because things are about to get…personal?, he asks, with a slightly nervous edge as he looks away from her. Would that be ok?, she asks. He’s not sure if getting personal is…a good idea, he says, looking back at her as a sinister expression invades his features for a moment. It passes quickly. Lois clears her throat. She’s sure that this is best for the interview, so…is it ok if she continues?, she asks patiently. He nods. Ok, so when he was accused of this horrible crime, how did that make him feel?, she asks. Well…he felt…scared…angry…alone, James says slowly. She can relate, her mother passed away when she was a little girl and she can remember the intense feelings of isolation, like she was the only one in the world who felt these things, Lois says sympathetically. He is surprised to see her turn off the recording. And there were other feelings, other, more…disturbing thoughts that she had that made her feel even more alone, she continues. It was like a…darkness growing inside of her, and it scared her, but she didn’t want to run away from it, she wanted to run towards it, she continues. She looks at James in the eyes. ‘I think you know exactly what kind of…darkness I’m talking about,’ Lois continues softly. ‘You share that same darkness inside of you, don’t you James?,’ she asks. And he acted on that darkness, Lois says. James finally catches on. Does she think that he IS guilty?!, he asks looking betrayed. He thought—James starts, but Lois cuts him off. She doesn’t THINK anything: she has ABSOLUTELY no doubt in her mind that he is guilty of this crime, Lois says.
What the fuck–he knew this had to be bullshit, she’s just like all the other reporters, James says, getting up from the couch in frustration. That’s just it, she’s NOT like all the other reporters, Lois says… in a sense, she became a reporter just to get to this moment. To speak with him. Sure, she lied to him about believing that he didn’t commit the crime, but she knew that was the only way he’d agree to meet her, and she NEEDED to meet him face to face, she feels that there is a connection, a…bond between them, Lois continues. He didn’t- he begins. She waves him off. There’s no need to put on any masks anymore, he can be his true self around her. She’s here because she wants him to tell her—no, SHOW her, everything about that night, Lois continues breathlessly. She seems to be getting turned on as she speaks, but she exhales sharply as she finishes her last sentence, betraying a nervousness underneath her bluster of passion. This nervousness passes almost immediately, and James is too distracted to notice the subtle inconsistencies in Lois’s demeanor. What kind of a sick fucking fantasy is this?! James asks incredulously. It’s no fantasy, it’s what she came here to share with him, Lois says. No, he can’t do that, James says, shaking his head. Please!, Lois says fiercely, grabbing at his shirt. She needs to know!, Lois says feverishly, practically banging on his chest. He pulls her hands away from him. Stop this!, he says, resisting. ‘SHOW. ME.’ she enunciates firmly, bringing her face inches away from his. He can’t resist anymore. ‘Is this what you want?! Is THIS WHAT YOU WANT?!’ James yells, ripping her blouse open roughly, the buttons hitting the floor. ‘Yes, oh god yes,’ gasps Lois.
As he tears her clothes off and buries his face hungrily in Lois’ pink pussy, Stinson unleashes his inner-maniac. Will Lois get more than she bargained for? Maybe…but what James doesn’t know is that Lois has a secret of her own…Add to favorites