Lucky had given both Chantelle and Shayla fancy white robes so that they could walk around naked and not leave marks from clothing on their skin. [Well, technically Lucky had given the ladies Penthouse robes because one always receives a particularly good hug when providing beautiful women with gifts such as this. Also, how many Penthouse robes does one really need at the office?] Lon by this time had joined us and asked Chantelle if he could take a picture. Chantelle was more than happy to and basically flashed Lon. Of course while she did Shayla came up behind her and grabbed her boobs. BTS gold and no doubt boobie-gold too! I’m sure Lon was very happy with the picture as well. [Lon has spent years honing his craft and has reduced the necessary elements of his approach to one simple rule: Take picture when women naked.]
Both girls now filmed a mutual masturbation scene for stills and were already getting into being with each other. Chantelle then shot a solo scene and gushed away. Chris was so impressed that he had to go and get a pic with Chantelle near the wet patch Chantelle had left. [By this time Chris was half in love with Chantelle, which was honestly unusual for Chris. It generally takes most of a day for Chris to fall in love. … Of course this may be the secret to Chris’s wild success as a photographer. “That’s off the fuckin’ hook.”]
Both ladies needed refueling, so we all headed to the Pepper Mill for food. As soon as Chantelle saw the cocktail menu she took it from my hands and began lining up her choices. I think Chantelle needed a drink STAT. She ordered a Scorpion cocktail on the recommendation of Lucky. A few minutes later a very large Scorpion cocktail arrived. Chantelle was impressed with its size. [That happens quite a bit with porn stars as a rule.]
Chantelle was still thinking in English sizes for food, though, as she’d ordered what she thought would be a manageable size. Welcome to American food, Chantelle. [Hey, we work hard to get this fat.] The plate came over to the table and it was huge. After a valiant attempt, Chantelle was there holding her stomach with a “food baby” as she called it. She was done … but wouldn’t let the cocktail beat her. She was asking everyone around our table to suck on the other straws in her drink. Everyone chipped in to help, apart from D.Minion who doesn’t drink. [We tried to explain that a Scorpion only contains the very rare and tasty spider milk and no alcohol, but DM wasn’t buying it. Darned Master’s Degrees …]