Katie Samantha Reilly pulled her 2009 Chevy Camaro into the executive parking lot at VX Headquarters with a loud squeel of the tires and a booming scream from the engine. She zipped into a vacant parking space and killed the engines. She fished around the pristine, brand new $60,000 dollar car which shot up $113,000 after all the upgrades. Better engine and exhaust and of course a fully redone interior gave the car a sleek, sexy look. The holographic speedometer and entertainment/air controls systems were the top of the line. Katie liked to pamper herself, especially considering she had everything else she wanted. Reilly opened the door and out came one of her well toned, tanned and smooth legs, followed by the other, and soon her slender frame emerged from the red and black car. Wearing a short white skirt and a light blue crop top complemented by black heels, Katie Reilly walked speedily from the parking lot to the door, without speech or any sound she entered one of the elevators and took a deep sigh.<br/><br/>The 27 year old porn star tapped her foot impatiently as the elevator ascended. She was almost 25 minutes late to help set up a scene filming later in the day. She'd spent the better half of the morning wrapping up a DVD she was the co-star in. Things were supposed to be simple, they had a lighten malfunction the day before and had to finish the 'money' scene today. It was supposed to be simple, but the guy managed to fuck that up and instead of getting her in the tits like was intended, he hit her face and hair. The producers loved it, Katie had managed to learn to take a surprise shot to the face over the years, but even then she winced. The director said it 'looked sexy', Katie was pissed. She had to go home and shower now, she couldn't walk around with a wad of cum in her hair, but then again this was a pornographic development studio. She studied her figure silently in the elevator. Unlike many actressess who shot up to the top, Katie was au-natural. No plastic surgery of any kind, except to cover up a scar from a car accident almost 8 years ago. Beyond that, her figure maintained itself with a very strict but far from obessive diet, and daily workout routines. Katie turned ot the side and smacked her own ass, pleased with the very little response her skin offered, she jiggled her breasts and sighed as they moved about all of a few centimeters more than two years ago.<br/><br/>In a business where the men had to be rock hard and the women skirting the lines of perfect, Katie knew at 27 she was nearing the end of her career. She loved her job, but knew even devoted fans didn't want imperfect breasts and loose skin on screen, at least not when the DVD title involved the word 'teen' or a subsequential basis of teen. When the elevators slid open, Katie walked in. A few secretaries scurried over and pushed papers in her face. Costume orders, sizes, camera stations and lighting effects and stations, Katie bit her lower lip to refrain from telling them to 'fuck off', but instead simply nodded and walked to her office, plopping down on the couch with a thump, the staff took the hint and after the guys finished eyeing her black lace underwear under her skirt, they left everything on the glass coffee table and departed.<br/><br/>Katie moaned and sat up, dropping her purse next to her and fishing her cell phone out of it. Might as well prepare for the endless onslaught of calls in preparation for one of the biggest scenes of the month, if not the year.