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Taboo Investments
(Nicola Nichols)

"The Mark Truman who is looking for a videographer?"



"The very same."



"Excellent, as I am the Molly Brown who is looking for a Mark Truman who is looking for a videographer."



"If you brought some clips, then order a margarita, or whatever, and I'll take a look at them."



She slid a phone across the table and twisted in her seat. "Grace, the nice man is buying me a Margarita. Make it double trouble." She turned back to Mark as he picked up the phone. "Since you were specific as to the nature of the work you have in mind, I put something together. After all, you've seen my family safe stuff on Youtube." He nodded and clicked the clicked the video on. "You didn't give me enough time for decent editing, but I did what I could."



"That's fine. I wanted to see more raw footage," he said.



She laughed. "See if that is raw enough then. The sound is muted."



He switched on a video and was treated to a scene of a young man eagerly eating a woman's pussy. His professional side noted that the lighting was good and the action clear. He didn't know the man, but it tickled him that the woman was Grace, the waitress who at that moment arrived with the drinks. She put a napkin in front of him and sat the glass on it. On screen, the man moved over her naked body. "You video well," he told her. "Not all sexy women look good in action videos." 



"Action?" she chuckled. "Well, glad you like it, I suppose. Molly needed actors for the shot and when she told me she had corralled Greg to be the stud, I agreed.



"Greg seemed to have a good time doing the shoot," Molly said. "And, in case you are looking for talent, I personally think his prick photographs well."



Mark agreed the guy was well-hung and compared to tiny Grace he looked huge. The camera panned around to give a clear view of him holding his cock and putting it between Grace's pussy lips. She hooked her legs around him and reached for his shoulders as he drove it into her. 



"And then they fuck," Molly said. 



"Grace," a man behind the counter called. 



"Work," she said and left.



Molly leaned her elbows on the table. "In my short career doing porn, which is that video, I haven't figured a way to make that part more interesting. Most porn videos focus on the cock in pussy or balls slapping. If I was seriously doing one of these for real money I'd give that serious thought."



As he watched Greg cum in tiny Grace, Mark felt his cock throbbing. He took out his wallet and handed her some money. "As promised," he said.



"And?"



He sipped his drink. "This stuff is all right. If you want the work, I'm definitely interested in having you seriously doing one of these for real money."



"A full movie?"



He took out his own phone and tapped on it. "I'm sending you a script. If you want to do it, we need to put together a storyboard, pick locations, find extras, and put together a budget." He took another sip of his drink. "This is good." Then he looked at Molly, who looked stunned. "Is something wrong?"



"I thought this was a bullshit scam," she said. "I figured some pervert wanted a porn short on the cheap."



"Well, I guess that's accurate. I did. And now I want to make a Western porn movie with a decent budget and I want you to shoot it."