Clara, a young girl, is a waitress in a bar. She is slim, pretty, and good-tempered. She is at home on her day off when her phone rings. She sees the caller’s name and lights up.

“Hello? Hey, Jake, what’s up? Sure, what’s on your mind? What? Break up? Why?!! Some space? You’re sorry? That’s all you have to say? After six months of dating, you dump me over the phone?!! Someone better? Like who? Like that blonde cheerleader you flirted with in high school?!! No, I’m not paranoid! I’m not stupid either! I know what you’re doing. You’re cheating on me. You’re a liar and an idiot!”

She throws her phone on the sofa and growls, “I’m going to make you regret what you lost!” and collapses near the phone, crying.

Ten minutes later, she stands up and wipes away her tears. With grim determination, she repeats: “I’ll make you regret it!”, takes off all her clothes, pulls her most revealing dress over her naked body, grabs a portable video camera from the shelf, and rushes outside.

It is a hot summer day outside, but Clara feels hotter than the asphalt under her bare feet, and her mood is blacker than her soles.

She bursts into her bar like a little fury. It is crowded, cozy and familiar as usual. A blues is playing, big TV screens are silently showing some soccer game. People have beers and have conversations. Clara relaxes a little as she sees many familiar faces. Some of them smile and wave at her, a little confused because they have never seen her so angry or so exposed.

“Hi, Clara,” the bartender raises his eyebrows. “What happened? It’s not your shift today.”

“I know,” she sighs, “but something terrible happened. My boyfriend just dumped me!”

Clutching the video camera, she walks to the center of the pub and raises her voice.

“Hey guys! Listen up! I have an announcement. My boyfriend just dumped me!”

The pub falls silent. People look at her with sympathy and curiosity, then begin to murmur. “Who, Jake? That’s terrible! What a jerk! He doesn’t deserve you, girl!”

“Thank you for your support, but I don’t need your pity,” Clara continues. “I need revenge! I will make him jealous! I will show him that I don’t need him either. I will make him regret! I will show him that I can have fun with other men!”

She raises the video camera.

“I need your help, guys! Let’s make a video he’ll never forget! Who wants to get starred with me?”

The pub falls silent for a moment, then bursts into applause, cheers and laughter. “That’s the spirit! You are the coolest, girl! Finish him off! I’m with you! Me too! And me! Just tell us what to do in the frame!”

Clara grins mischievously and hands the camera to a tall, smiling black woman at the next table. “You know how to work this thing, sis? Great! Just keep me in the frame and alternate between full body and face close-ups. I want him to see every detail!”

“You got it, sista,” the black woman points at the camera. “Three, two, one. Rolling!”

Clara resolutely goes to the bar, embraces a bearded man drinking his beer and kisses him on the lips. Surprised by the speed of the action, he manages to return the kiss. He smells of beer and tobacco, and she likes that smell. She puts her foot on the barstool, the hem of her dress slides down, exposing her whole long leg and revealing that she has no underwear.

Another man presses against her back, grabbing her buttocks. She purrs, closes her eyes and leans against him. Then she gives the first man another kiss and unzips his pants, exposing his powerful cock. Accompanied by whistles and shouts of “Wow! Bravo!” from the audience, Clara quickly kneels before him. Her dress remains in the hands of the man behind her. He pulls it up over her head, leaving her completely naked. The man and Clara exchange uncertain glances, then she grins and nods enthusiastically. He tosses her dress over the counter while she returns to the cock in front of her.

She sucks like a professional (she actually has a lot of experience), deep and fast, so that the man quickly reaches his climax. Clara smiles at the camera, cum dripping from her lips (the camerawoman gives her a thumbs up) and turns to the second man.