"Well Katelyn, why don't you tell me why you're here today then?"The girl, my girlfriend that is, blushes and out comes a hesitant answer, "To make a ...movie." To make a movie? What kind of movie?"She blushes even more and says, "A porn movie." That's right a porn movie. And this is your first time doing that, right?"She nods and lets out a nervous laugh. I almost ask a question then but we agreed on a few ground rules when we got into this and asking if this was really the first film she made. .", Paul continued, as he went through the physical gyrations required to remove his jockey shorts, "...this time out... let's do it in the nude... y'know, just so that I can get... what you might call... an unobstructed view of my all new and thoroughly feminized self..." Then, Paul, aware that he wouldn't have a clear view of the night table and the digital clock/radio which resided upon it, blocked as it would be by the room's closet alcove, prudently took another moment to pick up his. I couldn’t tell what time it was by just looking at the person bouncing up and down in front of me. I looked around and saw that it was completely dark still. So that told me it was still night….how long had I been asleep? I finally found what I was looking for…the clock. It read 11:46pm. Fuck I had been asleep for maybe an hour and a half, give or take a few minutes. At first I could barely understand what the hell was going. Then one by one my senses was returning. First my sight so I could. Looking up Lara could see the Harlem Boy’s choir setting up on some stands. They watched Lara being led by Kevin. When Kevin saw the black teens staring at Lara, Kevin exposed her pussy to them. Lara’s face grew red when she saw the black boys alerting one another to see her exposed pussy. Having those black teens seeing her dark blonde bush was the final humiliation. Lara began sobbing as some of the boys took out their little digital cameras out of their pockets from under their purple robes..