Willow rolled her eyes good-naturedly as Jake disappeared into the crowd, muttering under sex her breath, "Like I'm some naive little girl who's going to get roofied by a guy in glitter makeup." She adjusted her porn hat again and scanned the surrounding area, taking in the sea of sweaty bodies and loud music. The smell of smoke and sweat hung heavy sxcy in the air.

As she waited for Jake to return, Willow's gaze drifted to a nearby group of porn festival-goers, their faces painted with colorful designs and their hair styled in outrageous ways. One of them caught her eye - a tall guy with a messy mop of blond hair and a sxcy sleeve of video tattoos on his sex arm. He was staring at her, his eyes crinkled at the corners as he smiled.

Willow raised an eyebrow, feeling a spark of irritation at being ogled. "What are you looking at?" she shouted over the music, not bothering to hide her annoyance. The blond guy just chuckled and took a step closer, his eyes locked on hers.

Just as he was about to say something, Jake pushed his way back through the video crowd, two bottles of water clutched in his hand. "Hey, sorry that took so long," he said breathlessly!