" Hmm, now this is interesting," Alex said, standing up and wandering around the table to regard Thomas from closer up. The actor regarded him nervous...ly, but didn't shy away or react. He seemed to be more intimidated by Alex's women than he was by Alex. "I've never tried to treat something like this before, but I have worked with a few other social problems. I've got no idea whether I can do anything or not, but I'm willing to try. Gini, can you tell me anything?"All the heads in the room. Nothing else, not even panties. Shanice was wearing a wide, light blue nightgown that was hanging open, allowing her wonderful big tits to be seen in almost their entirety.“Well,” aunt Ellen said to me, “I see Cory has already shown you our special room.”“Er, yes,” I said hesitantly, not really knowing how to respond.“Just relax,” my aunt smiled comfortingly, “the three of us are going to show you a really good time.”Shanice let the nightgown slide from her shoulders and stood in front of me,. The place was just a small warehouse with an assortment of backgrounds, sets, and some bondage equipment, a lot of which I had seen in one of the vaults at home where all my dad’s shit had ended up. There wasn’t anything being filmed that day, but there were people there, including the producer Brad had worked for in the two straight movies he had been in.In his first movie, Brad had only been a character in the background but had impressed the producer with his performance, earning him a major. He meandered down the hall to Deborah’s office. He didn’t bother knocking.“So, rather than do what you’re supposed to do, which is call me and have me do this, you go and do it on your own and I end up doing it anyway, right?”Deborah ignored his angry tone. Batting her eyes and flashing her pearly whites, she gave him her trademark ten-megawatt smile and said, “Of course, Sam, I didn’t want you to get bored.”The effect was enough to take the edge off his annoyance. “Christ on a crutch, Deborah!.