<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/ae/cb/2b/aecb2b7b7d48b51b509a0fa22e437135.jpg)</div><br/>Lizzy asked for a beer and like the good, but naughtily-intentioned hostess that I was, I’d been prepared for nearly every request and eventuality. Drinks, snacks, duct tape, condoms, extra clothes, even the discreetly hidden sex toy was available. I gestured towards the pool house as I grinned. “Fully stocked bar and fridge right inside.” My feet were moving once more, with her right alongside me. “We can use the little room in there to change and you can tinker on me all you like.”<br/><br/>It was impossible not to flirt with this woman. Her sweet little sniggering chuckle caught my ear and made the smile on my face grow even wider. I slipped my hand into her free one to pull her along with me as we walked around the edge of the in-ground pool and headed for the wide-open doors of the pool house. “I’ll probably need a little help actually getting into the outfit though if there’s tinkering involved…”<br/><br/>I gave her a playful wink before turning my smile back to the photographer and introducing him to Lizzy. He excused himself then to go retrieve a few more pieces of equipment from his car and the pretty mechanic and I were left to our own devices. I set my drink down on the countertop to the bar and squeezed her hand before letting it go to maneuver around and pull out a cold can of beer. Pouring it into a Solo cup just like my own, I nodding towards the walled off bedroom at the side.<br/><br/>“My makeup kit is in there, I haven’t gotten a chance to put anything on after taking a shower…. This morning.”<br/><br/>My speech slowed slightly – the reminder of what Marlon had done to me in that shower flashing through my head and making my thighs clench tight turning my words to mush in my head for a moment.<br/><br/>Recovery, however, was quick. Even if the mental tape of how Lizzy could’ve joined and helped played in the back of my head while I handed her the drink. “If there’s something we can’t find, we’ll improvise.” I said with a grin and a lift of my shoulder. “One of the reasons I brought a photographer in is to keep Marlon from behind the camera. If we let him direct, and not star, we’ll never hear the end of it,” I said, moving around the bar once more and over to the bedroom door, opening it wide.<br/><br/>I turned back to Lizzy. This was usually the moment that was a “now or never” type of deal. Fortunately, I’d had some experience with those. Working in porn gave you experience in many different things. “So. How naked do you want me, then?”