Jason felt hot and sticky, desperately needing a drink. He wasn’t sure how he was supposed to sit in such a ridiculous costume.
He plopped himself down in a deck chair, not caring that people could see under his costume, as he gulped down a pint of cold beer that didn’t taste as good as it used to when he was a man.
After his second drink, he realised he needed to pee before heading back on set to play a beautiful young woman who was taken into the woods by a maniac.
That was the only enjoyable part of this terrible pron film he was stuck in, now that he wasn’t the handsome, big man he used to be, capable of landing leading roles.
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