After Selwyn’s returned Rodney was summoned, and soon I was being instructed in the art of douching.Twenty minutes later, I was shown through to a r...oom adjoining Selwyn’s office. There was a large sofa covered by a thick canvas material, three feet away from the wall. A director’s chair faced the couch and there were two cameramen in attendance, with all the lighting required for the scene.The audition followed the following format:Ned and I were fully clothed as we sat on the sofa, before. He hooked her knees around his elbows and bent to lick her pussy, again. She came almost at his first touch. His tongue delved into her again, humping her as he intended to do with his dick. She moaned and thrashed about the bed, whispering endearments to him. She wasn't loud, but she was vocal. "Oh, Sweetheart. Use that wonderful tongue on me. Lick me like an all-day sucker. I want all of that you'll give me. You're making me cum so much. Oh my God!!! Please show a girl some mercy. I don't. Myleigh's not here with her harp, and that's a woman's song, anyway." Oh, all right, I'll sing it if you play it," Crystal said. "Folks, Myleigh was my roommate in college. That was a while ago -- she's got her Ph.D. now, and she's a college professor. Her hobby was playing the Celtic harp, and she was pretty good. If any of you are Jenny Easton fans, it's her playing the harp in Jennifer's recording of this song, and I was there when they cut part of it. Sorry, folks, but I'm afraid you're. I had a bad feeling in my gut. ‘I’ll check the bathrooms, you check outside,’ Deak hollered at me. I nodded and headed for the door. It didn’t take long to find her. ‘No. Stop,’ I heard Jen whine. My vision went black. ‘Please don’t. Stop. You’re hurting me!’ Her voice got louder. I rounded the corner near the dumpster and saw the guy from the bar and some other motherfucker holding her against the wall. ‘You’re dead motherfuckers!’ I shouted. All three of them looked at me. The guys loosened.