So VERY, VERY, VERY, VERY difficult to choose! This is truly one of those 'Six of one and a half dozen of the other' situations, or a Catch-22, or a Kantian antinomy or something.
Gun to my head? I have to say Rachel Starr. Today, I mean. This very instant. But I could easily say Rachel Roxxx tomorrow. Or five minutes from now. Whichever one I happen to be getting off to at the time.
UNLESS it's one of the scenes they've done together, in which case I'll take the gun and shoot myself in the head because it just isn't fair, damnit, it just isn't fucking fair to make me choose!
Rachel, Rachel, why hast thou forsaken me?
P.S. Don't worry, I know I'm not funny. Just a tortured soul is all.