The whir of the video camera made an eerie background noise as she fished for words. Her large, sepia-colored eyes were cast downward; she was looking at her blood-red fingernails. She stifled a giggle, then took a swig of Corona beer and looked at me with lust in her gaze.

“You don’t have to answer if it makes you uncomfortable,” I said.

“No, it’s just that…” She started to laugh again and demurely covered her mouth with her hand.

“I’ve never told anyone before — at least, not anyone who wasn’t a, you know — one of my lovers. I like for guys to … oh, gosh, you’re going to think this is so stupid, but I love for a guy to jerk me off with his chin.” Renee stopped talking and covered her face with her hands.... Read More