Girlcore | S1 E1 | A Delicate Vice

Champion - Best Adult Female Production, AVN 2020Triumph - Female Series of Year, XBIZ 2020Selected - Outstanding Makeup, AVN 2020Chosen - Top Sound Mix, AVN 2020 Voted - Premium Intimate Scene: Cherie DeVille & Kenna James, XBIZ 2020Feline (Kenna James) lounges in a shadowy vehicle parked at the side of the street, observing the tranquil pavement. She eagerly expects someone, and that person happens to be Alison (Cherie DeVille). Alison emerges, clad in faux fur and stilettos with her lips coated in fiery red lipstick.

She slips into the back seat of Feline's car, enumerates a bundle of money before tucking it into her purse. Feline remains silent, and the tautness between them thickens as Alison asserts that Feline doesn't really have to chauffeur her everywhere. Feline calmly states she's merely safeguarding her, then proceeds to the next destination.

Although Feline must silently endure as Alison cavorts with unfamiliar men, her thoughts are inundated with recollections of THEM engrossed sensuously in each other's grasp. She can still savor Alison's intimacy on her lips and sense the feel of Alison's bosom in her grasp. Feline's chamber wall is covered with snapshots of Alison in enticing postures after their amorous trysts.

A considerable number are of Alison on all fours, her physique gleaming in the aftermath of their physical encounter. She is infatuated with Alison, yearning she could play a bigger role in helping extricate Alison from this tough situation in her life. At times it seems Alison doesn't DESIRE assistance, yet Feline's loyalty -- maybe obsession -- remains resolute.

As Alison hops back into the car after attending her second assignation of the evening, she slips Feline a note containing an address. Feline's composed, nearly unfeeling façade breaks as she opposes the subsequent place, staged in the workshop district. Nought but adversity arises there.

Feline earnestly offers assistance once more to liberate Alison from this way of life, but Alison scoffs. 'And what will you, snap shots mere do?' The visualized affection between them quickly erodes, unveiling the realistic aspects of their convoluted bond. Subdued but still unwilling to surrender Alison, Feline conduces her to the workshop.

A masculine figure in a suit loiters adjacent to vast workshop gates smeared with graffiti. Alison exits the vehicle, doesn't spare Feline a glance, grasps the man's hand, and ventures into the edifice. Feline waits tranquilly as per usual, though she’s transgressed her throttle point.

Every element crumbles and Alison slips from her grip exponentially. Every dream she yearned for, indeed transpires to sheer fantasy. When Alison reenters a short span later, weeping against the backseat and beseeching Feline to merely PARALLAX, finally cracks Feline.

She exits her cart, unfolds the trunk, her sights landing upon THE item that'll eventually halt it all. In conclusion, merely maintaining Alison secure nevermore brooks room for doubt.