Taylor Blaze opened her eyes.<br/><br/>"Well, hello there," Taylor said, as a naughty grin crept to her face. "Nice to see you, too." Hugh Jorgen was standing by the chair, looking down at her. He'd been the first name on her short list of performers for the gangbang that she'd picked. She hadn't performed on camera with him yet, but he had a good reputation with her female friends in the industry.<br/><br/>"As for warming up ... we'll see." Taylor lowered her eyes to his crotch, giving it a long, lingering stare as she licked her lips. She looked back up at Hugh, giving him a playful wink. She'd found that flirting with her other performers - particularly the male ones - usually amped up the energy in her scenes. And for the performers who didn't care for her flirting, or her filthy little mouth ... they were usually professional enough to tell her to stop. And in those cases, she did.<br/><br/>Taylor didn't think Hugh was going to tell her to stop, though.<br/><br/>Nor did Taylor think Madison Maverick would either, as he stepped into the trailer, too. She gave him a wink, too, and then silently thrust her tongue against her cheek, letting him know that she was looking forward to finally take that monster cock of his between her lips. Madison hadn't been a choice of Taylor's for the gangbang - it'd actually been Sarah's idea - but Taylor was still glad he was there. Besides being something of a legend in the industry, she understood Sarah's thought of wanting guys really experienced with gangbangs in her first big scene like this.<br/><br/>There was a knock at the door.<em>Who the fuck knocks on the door when porn's being filmed?</em>Taylor wondered ... and then her own question was answered, as Kim Lee poked his head inside. Again, he was more of Sarah's idea than Taylor's ... not that Taylor was complaining. She was pretty sure she was going to enjoy her time with him.<br/><br/>"Well, it's good to see you, too," Sarah replied to Kim. "Between you and Madison here, you just might have me contemplating a comeback scene ...<em>might</em>. Look up again, dear." Carefully, Sarah began running an eyeliner pencil along Taylor's eyelid. "But if you and your lovely assistant - she's somewhere around here, I imagine? - want to get some lunch afterwards, I'd love to do so."<br/><br/>As Sarah and Kim chatted briefly, Taylor barely noticed Slider slipping into the trailer before his lips were brushing softly against her face and he was whispering something sweet in her ear. She turned in her chair to say something back to him, but he was already disappearing out the door again, giving Taylor nothing but a rather nice view of his backside. Slider was kind of a man of mystery, which Taylor found sexy. How the dude could afford a Ferrari working in porn was something she still couldn't quite wrap her head around ... but that was okay. Taylor thought she'd still be having a<em>lot</em>of fun with him pretty soon.<br/><br/>And just as Slider left, David came in, offering his greetings as well. Taylor tried not to roll her eyes as he kissed her hand.<em>I'm probably going to be going ass to mouth with your cock in about an hour</em>, she thought wryly,<em>no need to get all polite and shit.</em><br/><br/>"I'd return the favor," she said to David with a smirk, as he offered his hand to her, "but I don't kiss on the first date." She glanced over at Sarah, who was looking through a pile of brushes and hairspray. "Not to mention that I think Sarah'll kill me if I sit up before she's done with my makeup."<br/><br/>"Fucking right I will," Sarah replied cheerfully. "And speaking of that ... " The older woman shook her head in rueful disbelief as she gazed at all of the guys standing crowded in the tiny trailer."All right, boys," she said, as she nodded towards the door, "you've said your hellos, now out. The gangbang's on the plane, not in the trailer. And I need to put a few finishing touches on this cute little slut before she's ready to take you all on." She pointed back towards the direction of the hangar. "If you brought a suit, you can put it on back by the hangar bathrooms. If you don't, that's where some of our spare ones out. Jacque's back there - he's the photographer for the box cover photo shoot. He should be able to help you get ready, if you need the help ... and when you're ready, he'll want to take some promo stills of everyone."<br/><br/>After the guys cleared out, Karen and Sarah helped Taylor try on a few of the potential outfits. The more modern airline attendant costumes were more comfortable, and came off easier, but they settled on the kind-of-borrowed Sixties Mad Men flight hostess outfit anyway. It was a thin wool pastel pink jacket with big buttons, with a matching pillbox hat and just-above-the-knee length pencil skirt. Taylor put on a pair of white lace thigh-high stockings with the outfit, along with a pair of white satin gloves and white high heels ... and no underwear. She thought the jacket and skirt would be enough of a pain in the ass to take off on the plane; no need to add more shit that was just going to come off anyway.<br/><br/>"Now<em>that</em>," Sarah said, as she took a step back to admire Taylor in in her costume, "is gorgeous. Guys are going to flip out when they see you wearing that ... and taking it off.  Leave the hat on as long as you can, 'cause that'll be hot, too." Sarah picked up a brush, and carefully made a few adjustments on Taylor's made-up face. "Same for the gloves, and the stockings. The rest of it, though? It's cute, but lose it as soon as you're down on your knees."<br/><br/>"Not a problem," Taylor replied. The wool of the jacket was already starting to rub and chafe against her nipples. Not to mention that the outfit was warm, warm enough that she was pretty sure she'd been drowning in her own sweat a few minutes into the gangbang if she left it on.<br/><br/>"Here," Sarah said. "Finishing touch." She reached into her purse, and fished out a small badge. With a smile, she pinned it onto the lapel of Taylor's pink jacket.<br/><br/>Taylor looked down. SLUT AIRLINES, the badge proudly proclaimed.<br/><br/>"Nice," Taylor said happily. "And thanks." She stood up straight, touching her fingertips to her hat as she gave Sarah a playful salute. Solemnly, Sarah saluted her back, before giving her a gentle hug back.<br/><br/>With that, Taylor headed outside ... and made her way past the hangar to the runway, where a sleek jet sat proudly on the runway.<br/><br/><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/11/LikeaG6-2.jpg)</div><br/><em>There it is</em>, Taylor thought excitedly. She couldn't believe how wet she was getting staring at a stupid airplane.<em>Now boarding Slut Air Flight 69 ...</em><br/><br/>A short, balding man with a pair of cameras hanging from straps around his neck appeared from behind the plane. With a beaming smile, he walked over briskly to Taylor.<br/><br/>"Ah, there you are, Taylor my beauty," Jacque said warmly, his voice tinged with a strong French accent. He took her hand, kissing it lightly before he lifted up one of the cameras in his hands. "To business, yes? This is what we'll do. Some pictures of you outside first, by the nose of the jet, then up the stairs by the cabin door. Some with the outfit - it's<em>beautiful</em>, by the way - and some without the jacket and the skirt. Alone first, but with some of your co-stars too, when they're ready. Feel free to improvise, all of you, you and your men. But nothing explicit, just sexy." He chuckled softly. "The explicit, it comes later, on our flight."<br/><br/>"<em>That's</em>an understatement," Taylor said with a laugh. She was about to ask Jacques something else, but heard the low rumbling growl of a Harley approaching from the distance. She'd done enough shoots for Wild Stallion to recognize it - Matt Pistol, fashionably late as always, was making his entrance.<br/><br/>Taylor decided to save her questions for Matt instead.<br/><br/><em>Not long now,</em>Taylor thought breathlessly. Already, she could feel her heart starting to pound a little harder inside her chest.<em>Not much longer until my first gangbang ...</em>