Every casting call I post brings in a flood of replies, and most of them run long. Anaju s was short enough to read in ones: Curitiba, platinum blonde, and a promise she wouldn t disappoint me. Big talk, I thought, so I booked her mainly to see if she could back it up. She arrived in the green and canary yellow of a BRAZIL football shirt, ink running down both arms and covering her legs, and settled into my white couch without waiting to be asked. I had my phone out and a list of questions ready, like a proper casting director. I got through a few questions (her favourite city turned out to be São Paulo, good taste) before this brasileira decided the talking part was finished. Guys, I ve had plenty of girls on that couch, and I ve never seen anything like it: the sloppiest blowjob it has ever hosted, a tattooed gostosa riding me with the shirt still on, and not one second where I was in charge. A wide camera sat in the corner the whole time and caught all of it. When the couch was done
