Shandi the Sweet
In the air conditioned back room of a non-descript building two people sat in a room, one had a camera. The other sat on a sofa as the two started a conversation. “You wanna tell the folks back home your name?” “Umm…Call me Shandi Sweet.” “Nice,” The man with the camera retorted before adding, “Well Shandi, I hear this is your first scene… Why don’t you stand up and let me see you.” “…Okay…” “I like your body. You’re a well-built girl. You said earlier you were 5’ 8” and a 40 30 42. Can I ask, are those natural?” “Ya…They’re mine.” “What are they EE’s? Are they F cups maybe? They’re Huge!” “Umm, JJ-cups actually…” Shandi said cowering and trying to cover her exposed cleavage. “Don’t be embarrassed now, just turn around. That’s it, …