She switches to the backstroke after ten laps. Ten more and she rolls over again; breaststroke. She has waterproof headphones and an audiobook going.
"They don't book them that densely, I'm usually just in the pool but I know I've walked through there while there was nobody actively using it. I guess if you need a solid hour of video of me falling over that might be hard."
"I enjoyed them a lot, he's a really good actor actually. And I personally go much more for videos with plot so he's hitting my keys."
"Honestly I get most of my porn from spring seasons of TV shows that I also watch the rest of the year so I go in knowing who any of the people involved are."
"Hmm well I do have a few short video series with consistent characters and premises but they have the porn from the very first episode."
"I won't explode on contact," she snorts. "But if you don't care very much whether I'm acquainted with the oeuvre I might put it off a few months."
"Yeah I don't mind," Sahde shrugs. "And if my nefarious plan goes right by then you can even ask me to do any specific things you enjoy from them," he says, grinning.
She takes another slice of pie out of the picnic basket. Om nom nom. "If this winds up turning into domestic bliss you get to do all the cooking."
"I'm just a useless green," says Ohan, dramatically throwing his head back with the back of his wrist resting on his forehead.