“Aunty Roxy,” Alannah pleaded, her face blushing bright red. “Do you mind if only Dad and I go to the studio with Jacob? We three have much to discuss and can do most of it during the drive.”
Grinning, Roxy patted Alannah’s shoulder and said, “I’m always happy to ride with my old friend and lover, Alannah. So don’t worry your pretty head about it.”
Alannah’s eyes widened at Roxy naming Bella as her lover, and she turned towards Bella to see my mother smiling serenely. Alan had heard the exchange, too, and his eyes bugged some at learning that the two older women flirting outrageously with him were also intimate with each other.
Dividing into the three cars, we drove up the coast to my studio. Opening everything up, I turned the air conditioner on to clear out the slightly stale air smell rather than heat or cool anything. Once the studio lights were on, the studio would soon become uncomfortably hot, and the aircon would have to work overtime to keep the temperature reasonable.
The makeup and hairstylists were the first to arrive, and they quickly gathered Alannah up and took her to the hair and makeup room. Bella went with them. Roxy took Alan and ushered him into my office, where she’d spend the time until we were ready to film, doing everything within her power to turn him on and distract him from what he was about to do.
With not much to do but wait time, I asked Jacob, “How did the trip here go?”
Jacob grinned, “That is one determined woman, Xav. She told her father in no uncertain terms that he was taking her virginity today and would be her lover for years to come. She then told me she expected an engagement ring and an offer of marriage before the week was done.”
“Wow!” I exclaimed, wondering.
“Yup,” Jacob said. “She told me she was on the pill, so there was no fear of her father impregnating her, but she was throwing the rest away as soon as the deed was done. She said she was hoping to get pregnant immediately after the wedding night. Unfortunately,” he added. “She says we’re not making love until we’re married.
“Bit much, don’t you think?” I opined.
“Hell no, Xav,” Jacob drawled. “She’s Bella, except she can be mine like Bella never can be. She wants to make love with your mother, Xav. How fucking hot is that going to be? And we’re going to be there to watch!”
I didn’t know what to say, but I could feel the rightness of what Jacob was saying. Alan and Alannah needed us, but hell, we needed them too. Alannah was right. They were already part of us.
A limousine pulled up outside my studio, disgorging four women. Three would be the other ‘contestants’ in the show. The other was the doctor who would confirm Alannah was a virgin.
Turning to Jacob, I said, “I’ll greet the stars, Jaco. Go over and grab Mum and Roxy. We may as well film the pregame part while waiting for the girls to finish with hair and makeup. I’ll send the doc over as soon as I’ve introduced myself. She’ll only need a quick do-over because she’s a doctor, not a porn star.”
“Righto,” Jacob acknowledged before jogging over to the makeup room.
Waiting for the women to come upstairs, I looked them over. Three were good body matches for Alannah, and the other was obviously the doctor. They were all a little older than Alannah, but not by enough for the age to be apparent when seen through the two small viewing holes.
“Xavier Johns,” I introduced myself as the woman stopped at the top of the stairs. “Welcome to my studio.”
“Karen Green,” a tiny, pretty red-haired woman said, offering her hand. “I’m the doctor you requested.
Smiling, I bowed and kissed her proffered hand, “Pleased to meet you, Karen,” I said, meaning it. “It’s a shame I didn’t get to make a film with you because I sure would have enjoyed it!”
Karen lightly blushed but laughed and said, “I would have enjoyed it, too, I’m sure!”
“Did you bring your medical certificates?” I asked.
“Yes,” Karen replied. “But you can’t show them with my name legible.”
“Don’t worry yourself, Karen,” I soothed. “I have a top-of-the-line laser printer in my office downstairs. First, I’ll make a copy of your licence, then redact your name. Then, to be absolutely sure you can’t be identified, I’ll blur the name on my computer. Finally, to further ease your concerns, I’ll show you the edited film so you can see that you can’t be identified from your certificate. How does that sound?”
“It sounds good, Xavier,” Karen stated. “And I get an easy $15,000 for appearing for around 30 seconds in your film?”
“Well, kind of,” I explained. “You get an upfront fee of $15,000 for this first movie. Then you get another $500 every time you confirm another virginity for me and pronounce so and so is a virgin on camera.”
“How many more times will I get to do it?”
“Depends on how many at least eighteen-year-old female virgins I can find, Karen,” I answered. “Seriously though, I’ve wondered if Alannah is the last eighteen-year-old female virgin left in the country!”
“Yeah, Xavier,” Karen regretfully stated. “I work in the sexual health clinic in The Valley. Unfortunately, I see too many young women who have been raped by their fathers, brothers or uncles. I agree with your studies, consensual incest between appropriately aged siblings or parents causes no damage. But the asshole fathers, uncles or older brothers never wait until the girls are old enough to consent.”
“Those perpetrators should be emasculated in The Mall every lunchtime,” I said grimly.
“I’m a doctor, Xavier. I volunteer to do it with the dullest, rustiest scalpel I can find.”
Turning to the three models that would fill in as the other contestants for Alan to choose from, I said, “Sorry to be rude and ignore you. I’m Xavier Johns, in case you missed it before. Care to tell me your names?”
“Electra Cavill,” A pretty blonde said.
“Alexis Jones,” Another slim blonde offered.
“Candy Kane,” the third, a stunning woman with bright red hair, proffered with a titter.
“Seriously?” I asked with a quizzical expression.
“I wanted the most ridiculous porn star name I could think of, Mr Johns,” Candy smilingly explained. “Unfortunately, Candy Cane was already taken, so I changed to a K. There are still a few others, but the name is not so common that it gets confusing.”
“I’ll send you three next door to the hair and makeup room and get you started on preparing for filming. Doc, you’ll only need a quick brush-up, and we’ll film your part. I can get the Limo driver to drive you home after that if you want. He’ll be back well before we finish here today.”
The four women turned to go across to the other building, “Oh, ladies,” I added. “All four of you need to match. So if Alannah is shaved, you three must be as well. You’ll all need to shave if she’s hairy and one of you isn’t. I hope that’s not a problem?”
“I think we’re all waxed and/or lasered clean, Mr Johns,” Electra said. “Bare mons is pretty much standard in porn these days.” She glanced at the other girls to confirm.
“Please get the makeup stylist to check with Alannah and get her shaved if necessary.”
“Will do,” Electra said as she walked down the stairs.
Jacob and I moved some things aside to set up the ‘examination room’. Using the side wall, we moved the gynaecological table against it before we mocked up a ring curtain that appeared to be similar to what a doctor used for privacy when they examined their patient.
Not long after we’d finished, Karen returned from makeup wearing nothing but high heels, suspenders, stockings and a tiny lab coat that gaped at the front and barely covered her tight, toned ass. Handing me her certificates, she followed me down to my office. Apologetically interrupting Alan and Roxy, who were engaged in a heavy petting session, I copied Karen’s certificates and sent them via my internal mail system to my computers upstairs before handing the originals back to Karen.
Grinning at Alan, I ushered Karen out and took her to my control room. Opening the file on my special effects computer, I blanked out her name, then blurred it so even the blank area was unrecognisable. Then, placing the amended certificates in some cheap frames I’d purchased, I used blue tack to hold the certificate temporarily on the wall above the table.
“Now all we need is Alannah, and we can proceed,” Karen said.
No sooner had he spoken those words, Alannah walked up the stairs, dressed in a gorgeous, dark blue dress. Seeing Jacob and me watching her, Alannah smiled before performing a perfect pirouette, “Like what you see, boys?” She grinned.
“The girls approve, too,” Karen interjected. Then, patting the table, Karen said, “Hop up, sweetie. I’ll get a blanket to cover your modesty so I can do the inspection and pronounce you a virgin.”
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