<em>"So...you're interested in the films?"</em><br/><br/>"Of course, who wouldn't be?" Ryan drank from his wine, his appreciating gaze drifting across the stylish interior of Kassie's apartment. He had been to worse - though he hadn't quite known what to expect from her. Most places he had been to with girls were two notches below this, but that made it all the more pleasant to be here. "I mean, having sex and being paid for it, that's what plenty of guys dream of. Will there be... scripts we have to follow? Or will we just be filmed having sex?"<br/><br/>What Kassie had told him so far somehow made sense, even if it was a weird story. In her position, Ryan would have understood if she was fed with  guys completely, after such a breach of trust, but instead, she had decided to make use of the situation. He liked her thinking. Nodding again in appreciation of her place, he strolled over to the couch. There was this tension between them... Ryan was no stranger to casual sex adventures, but with a woman who was still new to the concept, it was always walking a fine line, pushing the boundaries, and making her feel comfortable."A nice place," he said, sitting down next to her.<br/><br/>Ryan placed his glass on the table in front of them, turning towards Kassie as he ran a hand through her red mane. It gave her appearance something wild - maybe a wild side she might show to those whom she let into her bed. If she had fantasies about being filmed... well, not the usual type of fantasy that you met. Ryan's fingers made their way down the nape of her neck, a steady, yet gentle touch. "By the way," he remarked, "you shouldn't call yourself prude just because you don't fuck every guy with a heartbeat."<br/><br/>"Yet, there's nothing wrong with exploring a bit," he added with a soft laugh.