If there's noteworthy factor to this volume, it's the opener starring box cover girl Anastasia Blue, a cute little blonde who looks a bit like a female Paul Williams. What a relief to see what Max is still capable of when he's got the right cocksocket.  Max spies her smoking a cigarette in the park and gives her a proper reprimand.  "This is L.A.," he snarls.  "There's no smoking anywhere." Don't be pu off by her mechanical attitude ("It's so big, Mister") -- once he brings her back to the Chateau, he breaks through her armor with a harsh choke-fucking session and a painful-looking ass-slam.  The sad, humiliated expression in her eyes is disturbing and perfect.  Elsewhere, stripper-type Karla Lynn decorates her well-traveled couch with lipstick and drinks a cum-milk cocktail out of her own ass through a straw; and olive-skinned Tempe (credited as Josette on the box) gets Maxified in a far too pedestrian manner.