Ten scenes, almost all first-person in the same apartment living room with a view of dozens of videotapes in shelves and a monitor in the background showing the same shot you're looking at. Whispered direction to the talent, use of available light only without reflectors or supplements and a couple of spurious pop shots don't help.

Standout performances include a large-breasted knockout (aside from producer Steve Austin, nobody is credited on the tape: performer credits are taken from the box) who comes in asking to use the phone and bemusedly strips before tit-fucking and effortlessly deep throating the faceless guy, and another brunette who explains her black eye before kneeling down to business. Veterans Alana Evans and Krista Leigh shine also.