"I'm just here to talk," the teen brunette insists, but her body betrays her words. Her fingers tweak her nipples, hardening them beneath her thin shirt. She shifts in her seat, pressing her thighs together, trying to stifle the growing heat between them. The casting director watches intently, his gaze making her squirm, making her touch herself more, until she's a writhing mass of hormones, her softcore solo session turning into a desperate need for release.