...he was. She was filthy. Absolutely filthy.
“Wait a minute!” cried Dawn indignantly, hands on hips, naked as the day she was born. “Where’s my Oscar?”
The film crew looked as each other, coming to terms with the fact that they had an adorable idiot in their midst. Finally, one of them had an idea, and retrieved an item from the bedside drawer, handing it to the porn star.
“Gasp!” said Dawn (yes, said). “Is that... a real Oscar!?”
She gripped the dildo firmly in her hand, the rubbery phallus wobbling crazily in her grasp. She couldn’t believe it... a real Oscar in her hand!
“It’s so... beautiful...” she cooed, eyeing it closely. “Could I get one with my name engraved on it...?”
Her childishly hopeful tone was just too cute to resist, and the production crew just shrugged at each other.
“Don’t see why not,” they said.
* * *
And so it was that Dawn returned home and thrust a wobbly dildo in her mother’s face.
“Look, Mom! Look what I got...!!” she exclaimed excitedly. “It’s r...