Gianna Dior struts nude to a vanity and dons a red embroidered bra/G-string/garter belt set before defiantly declaring, "I can go wherever I want," and strutting into a VIP lounge and slinking back out into her way-sexy baby-blue low-slung high-performance ride. But her wiles aren’t working on Chris Diamond, who walks up next to her at a hotel bar, orders one drink, and smiles at her before walking away. "I hate him!" Dior declares to camera. Although Diamond is there with a woman of his own (she hates that, too), Dior walks into his suite in the aforementioned red lingerie and declares, "I'm hot. You're hot. Let's fuck!" He's agreeable: "Okay."

Amber Moore, who's always been crushing on her buddy Max's daddy Mick Blue, overhears that Blue's wife has left him and acts on it, walking in when Blue answers the door and heading straight to the bedroom where she starts peeling off her leopard-print lingerie and telling Blue, "I didn’t come here to see Max. I came here to fuck you." Blue catches her bra in mid-flight and tells her, "This is crazy" ... but he does it anyway. There's a lot of fantasy-fulfillment in this scene, playing to the older-experienced-guy/younger-new-at-this-woman dynamic as he guides her through the scene. When she asks him through a jizz-spattered grin, "Still think this is crazy?" one is tempted to respond, "Yeah, it's crazy—but who cares?"

Meanwhile, in Paris, Lika Star sashays through the City of Light, contemplating the evening cityscape while smoking a cigar. When the phone rings and she snaps, "Stop calling me. Prove yourself!" there's an immediate knock on her door and a gift basket with a card signed, "I won't give up! — M" ... which she pitches out the window to crash into the street. We see the mysterious M's attempts to woo her, leaving a gift box in her chauffeured ride (out the window, unopened), another gift box as she strips for a shower after her morning workout (dumped on the floor of the shower as she rinses off), delivered to her table at a restaurant (tossed into a sidewalk poubelle). When she finally sees M (Manuel Ferrara) she tells him she doesn't want little gifts and demands "Prove yourself" as she hikes up her dress to her waist, revealing a jeweled plug which he teasingly pulls out ... then pushes back in. Ferrara services Star fore and aft here, in Vixen's Paris appartement with its view of the Eiffel Tower.

When Oliver Flynn grouses to Freya Parker that he hates old movies that fade out before the good stuff happens, she snaps, "You're watching it on a laptop," before slamming it shut and leading him to her Hollywood-hotshot daddy's screening room to give him the full film noir experience, including finger-fucking while the movie screens and taking it from there in the sun-drenched bedroom.

Zipless encounters in the familiar luxe Vixen style.