Jessica hesitated for a moment to look at her friends disappear from view as a bald black man with a gold tooth and a retro basketball jersey over his tall, thin frame opened the door for her, and so she obediently followed him into her own holding room. This room was cluttered with furniture, props, and electronic equipment, except for a focal point along one wall. The pretty young southern belle was directed over to stand in a specific spot, and stand straight with her hands on her hips while the man in the jersey fiddled with some cameras. Jessica felt a little self-conscious about being buck naked as she saw the red light go on, wearing only her little cross on a necklace announcing her christian faith, but was used to follow directions and figured she better not make the negro mad, so she brushed her curly blonde hair over one shoulder, thrust her perky D-cup breasts forward as she rested her fists against her hips and tried to keep her smile from looking too nervous.
'What's your name?' he asked.
'Jessica,' Miss Teen Virginia replied. 'Jessica Cox.'
'Hometown?'
'Whitman Creek,' Jessica replied, relaxing a little bit to talk about home.
'Favorite sexual position?' The next question had Jessica stiffen up again.
'Ah haven't been allowed to start dating yet, so personally I haven't found myself in any yet,' she drawled, wrinkling her nose a little at the question. 'Ah do like kissin, though.'
'Yeah, you strike me as a cocksucker,' he observed casually, and she stiffened up in offence, green eyes glaring at the perceived insult.
But he continued with his next question. 'So you haven't been with a black man, I guess?'
'Mister, I have never even been alone with a negro my whole life, and I have never been naked in front of any boy, so this here is a couple of new experiences to me.' she confided, lifting her chin defiantly as she lectured him. 'Ah am descended from my confederate heroes who fought to keep a girl like me safe from people like you. Further, mah daddy would not approve of a nigger speaking to me in this manner, let alone filming it, especially while I am buck naked and at your mercy. So ah have nothin further to say to you, sir, and would like to get on with making me famous.'
Jessica gave a little smirk and eye-roll to the camera to demonstrate her impatience, and was glad the black man didn't have a reply beside coming back around the side of the cameras, now between her and the door...
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