“Like we rehearsed it with Lori." He indicated the women in the black dress.

“Hey, mom." Brian said, his voice wavering, "Um, everything okay?"

“I read your note, Brian." I walked up to stand in front of him as he sat looking around nervously, I'm sure it looked real because it was and that's what bothered me.

"Yeah, uh." He glanced at Malcolm who smiled and made a circular motion with his hand for him to keep going, “Mom, I'm sorry about that letter, I shouldn‘t have written it."

“Why are you sorry?"

“Because, well because you're my mom and those things I said, I'm not supposed to think like that."

“Who says?" I stepped closer so I was now standing between his legs, my breasts level with his eyes.

Brian's gaze was drawn to my chest. Nervous or not, he had no issues checking me out.

“Everyone, I mean it's wrong. A son shouldn't want to, you know." “What? Love his mother?" I smiled, “Honey, I loved that letter!

“You did?" He looked up at me, his eyes briefly finding mine then darting away.

"I do. Brian, that letter was so beautiful! How you said you loved me and how you said it was in every way." I put my hands on his arms, giving his biceps a squeeze, "And how much you desire me."

"Nope." Malcolm shook his head, “I want the first time he sees you to be ‘oh my god, its Molly Minx and she's going to be my mom'. I want to get it on film, a natural reaction."

“Speaking of, that kid's a nervous wreck, Malcolm." Dan said, “He looks like he's afraid of the makeup girl.”

“Tell me he's not a damn virgin." I asked, alarmed.

"No." Malcolm shook his head, "Well, not according to him."

“Jesus Malcolm." Dan threw his hands in the air.

"This shoot isn't going to work if the kid pops off three times in fifteen minutes.”

“again, natural, I like he's nervous." He put his hand on my arm, “And this is why I picked Molly for the first of these, she's going to pave the way for the other women, show them how to handle these inexperienced overwhelmed kids."

“Glad you think so." I muttered.

“Malcolm, you about ready?" Someone called from outside the room.

“Two minutes!" He boomed back.

"Kid's name is Brian, he's twenty. He's a nice looking kid, seems genuine and I took him to dinner last night, kid has it for mom bad, He's legit, meaning you play this right he's all yours, nice and easy."

“The Stone seal of approval, he wants to be a motherfucker." Dan joked.

"The set is a desk, the chair he'll be sitting in to start and a bed. I'm using some cameras mounted into partitions around the set to catch some angles and only going to use one guy for close ups."

“We're not going to be jumping angles here, the focus is on the sex, not getting shots of your ass while you're blowing him or needing a camera between his legs or any of the pro stuff. This is reality porn, I want an intimate feel, even the lighting is dimmer, not the white light of staged porn