Sunny, a petite brunette babe, struts into the VIP room, her eyes locked onto the camera. She's dressed in a tiny bikini, the fabric hugging her curves like a second skin. As Frankiebank watches, she begins to dance, her hips swaying in rhythm, her ass swaying to the beat. She runs her hands over her body, teasingly pulling at the strings of her bikini top. Her confidence grows with each step, each gyration, each strip of cloth that hits the floor. She's a natural, her body language screaming 'sex' as she grinds and gyrates, giving an audition to remember.