Marcus holds up a blue and yellow cheerleader uniform.
Molly smiles, "Oh, that's my high school cheerleading uniform. I forgot I had that in my bag!" She takes it from him and pulls it on. She puts her blonde hair into two ponytails, one on each side of her head.
"Any black guys at your school?" Marcus asks.
"No, I'm from a very small town. You might be the first black man I ever met."
"Well, I won't be your last." He leads Molly into another room in the warehouse. There are some cameras and microphones and lights--it's like a movie studio. There's about a dozen black guys there, seemingly waiting for her. A couple of guys look athletic and smile widely at her.
"Marcus, you done it again, dawg!" one says.
"Yeah, I can't wait to fill that!" the other says.
"Molly, you ready to be fucked on camera?" Marcus asks.
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