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And welcome to the set of Dane Productions University Co -op. Thank

Can you please introduce yourself to us?

My name is Ginger.

Ginger? How are you, Ginger?

Good. Good? I know, it's a little light here, and we're all kind of just

trudging our way through.

How old are you?

Twenty -one.

Twenty -one?

Or should I lie?

You lied.

I said, or should I lie?

I'm 18.

Really?

You already lied to us. We didn't get through four questions.

Where are you from?

New Orleans.

Really? What part of New Orleans are you from?

Old Metairie.

Like I know where that is. Like it's right outside New Orleans, like by the

French Quarter.

Let me ask you this. Were you born there?

No. Where were you born? Tucson.

You're from Arizona originally.

Were you ever a river rat?

Colorado River?

No.

Well, Tucson's not too near the river.

It's just on the border of California and Arizona.

I don't know what's in Arizona.

A lot of desert. It's beautiful in Arizona.

How old were you when you moved from Arizona to Northern?

Well, actually, I went from Arizona to California to Las Vegas to...

to Las Vegas and back to California.

Okay.

But I spent most of my life in New Orleans, 12 years.

Where did you go to school, high school, grew up?

John Curtis in New Orleans.

Can you tell us a little bit about John Curtis, some of your memories?

It was a Christian school with a bunch of hee -haws.

Did you have to wear a uniform?

Yeah. What color was your uniform?

Well, actually, we got to wear jeans, and, like, they would have a red, white,

and blue, red, white, or blue, like a polo shirt.

Was it comfortable?

Yeah. It was better than wearing the little plaid skirts.

Why? You don't like wearing skirts?

I'll have to come down to your knees.

I've got to hike it up a little.

I see.

What in your mind stands out, a memory that you can't forget about?

Sneaking out of the state football game.

I said cheerleader.

So we were supposed to have a big party, like, where all the team and the

cheerleaders go.

And the teacher, well, she was my Spanish teacher, and my friends were

and they pulled me up onto the bleachers and took off with me.

Nobody knew where I was.

My Spanish teacher didn't even know what she was getting into. She was just

like, oh, okay.

took off with you what did they oh we went partying in a french quarter your

spanish teacher well not her but she helped like pull the bleachers she

know it just sounded strange how you said sneaking out because you're not

supposed to leave until your parents can get you did you enjoy being a

cheerleader yeah were you a little exhibitionist of course okay you

probably would have gotten away with it but did you ever like you know put your

little outfit on Not wear panties? Yeah.

You did?

You're bad.

Yeah. Did anybody ever notice and confront you about it? No, I don't think

They would have been too shocked. Yeah. You never said anything.

The girl got to put her panties on.

Do you consider yourself an exhibitionist? Yeah.

Currently attending any type of college?

Um, yeah.

Is it here in New Orleans, or there in New Orleans?

Is it out here in Los Angeles, somewhere else?

In Las Vegas.

Las Vegas.

What is it like on campus? You hadn't expected it to be. No.

I wanted to go to like a real college with real guys, not like the older

What are you majoring in?

Psychology.

Cool. You're a mind person.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Sometimes.

Sometimes you find out things you don't want to know.

No, I try to ignore them.

Because there are a bunch of old fogies.

Women?

Yeah.

The women do. Are the women older? More women hit on me than guys do.

They always have.

How about the professors?

I must have lesbian written on my forehead.

Actually, it's not quite there.

Yeah.

Have you ever gotten or taken advantage

of a professor?

No.

You'd never go that far. No.

We can get a little more serious here.

That was quick.

Obviously, do you like men?

Yeah.

Tell me, what type of man do you prefer?

The kinds with big necks.

You mean average -sized dick? I ain't cutting it.

So you're not one of the types that says... So I came here, and it's the

place you can find men with big cocks.

How about women? Do you like women? Yeah.

Do you have a preference between men and women?

I like men better, but women are always good to have around on occasion.

Have you had a menage a trois with another woman? Oh, yeah.

I've had a menage a trois, four a trois, five a trois, six a trois.

You're just a very sexual person, aren't you?

I'd like to think so.

We would, too. All right. You look very pretty.

Thank you.

You're a little firecracker.

I have a couple more questions here, and I'm going to wind this down.

Do you like anal? Have you done anal? Yeah. Really? Yeah.

How many times in your personal life?

Never in my personal life. I just, well...

I just tried anal in one of my scenes.

Can you please tell us your most unusual sexual experience?

It had to be my prom night.

I was with this guy, Steve, and he got so drunk that Dean had to call his dad

come pick us up.

What did he do from there? Drive you home?

Yeah.

I'm really sorry about this. He's, you know, he's usually more responsible.

That's alright. I just need to get home.

Come on in.

I don't know.

Mr. McDonald was so upset that he left Steve passed out in the car when we

pulled into the driveway.

He asked me in to apologize for his son's behavior.

I told him not to worry about it, but he insisted.

Really, I can't apologize enough. I am sorry for his behavior. Have a seat.

I don't need to apologize, Mr. McDonald.

Oh, but I feel I have to. I do. I mean, I don't know what's the matter with a

boy.

You know, his mother and I got a divorce and, you know, even before the divorce,

I mean, we weren't really having intimate relations, if you know what I

What the hell? It was a sham. The marriage was a sham. And I think he's

taking it kind of hard.

I'm sorry.

No, no, no. I just, you know, it's really funny to talk to him, though.

Well, I'm glad I could help you with something.

I've always thought you were like a second father.

Really?

Oh, I'd like to be more than that.

I would.

I don't know if we should do this.

I couldn't help but feel sorry for Mr. McDonald.

When he kept hugging me, I didn't know what to do.

When I felt his hands stroking my shoulders and slipping inside the back

dress, I kind of wondered if things were getting out of bounds.

When his hands started sneaking up my skirt and rubbing my panties, it was

giving me such confusing feelings that it made it really hard to be objective.

I knew what he was doing was wrong, but I just got the desire to help him, to

make him feel better, that I let him continue.

Mr. Donald, I don't think we should be doing this.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Oh, my God.

Come on.

That's good.

uh... uh...

Mm hmm. Mm hmm.

Thank you.

Keep it in your mouth. Keep it in your mouth.

Keep it right in your mouth.

Just like that.

Oh, yeah.

Good?

All the way down.

There you go.

Put your tongue on my balls.

Yeah, that's good.

I'm sorry.