Joey Cameron lowered the newspaper and turned to his agent, Greg.
"I wonder how Scarlett Johansson is doing..."
Greg gave a wicked grin. "Hey, she just had that movie release, maybe you can drop a line and congratualte her."
Joey tossed the newspaper on his table, and happily mused. "She is so damn beautiful," he began. "The eyes, those lips..."
"That rack" Greg cut in. "I'd lube up and get a good titty fuck out of her."
He took his cell phone and passed it to Joey. "Here, call her, I insist. You're in Hollywood, get laid."