‘You old fool, if we were seen they would think it’s two whales that have been stranded,’ she said archly, still she didn’t reject the thought... out of hand. He held her close to him and rubbed his body against her and whispered again in her ear,’You still look fantastic to me you know. I remember a body that used to give all the others a run for their money.’ Then releasing her he threw his hat onto the dry sand near them and slipped his t-shirt over his head and then slipped his thumbs into the. "Was that enough Scott?" Angie asked the director."Oh ya, that's plenty. We'll edit it down to maybe thirty five or so." he replied.Angie and Monica walked out of the set arms around each others waist and walked by me."Your the one who wrote the script, right?" Monica asked."Yes, did you like it?" I asked."Did I like it? The dialogue that led up to the sex was so hot, I haven't been that turned on in a long time. I actually came like three times. I haven't cum on set in years." Angie said. "Me. ’ Peggy and Georgeboth looked at me with such questioning intensity (then George grinned widely in anticipation). What I was suggesting usually only happened in the dark between two people. I was putting it right up front and in broad daylight! ‘Oh no, I didn’t mean anything…really.’ Her voice trailed off into that of a submissive little girl. ‘If we’re all going to be friends here then we need an understanding. Peggy you better ask George again and treat him real nice now. And George, at the. Her hands went to the hem of her sweater. ‘Watch me, Ben.’ ‘Like I’m going somewhere?’ She giggled, like a girl, tantalizingly raising the hem of her sweater up, past her bra-covered breasts and off, over her head. Her bra was pink, pretty, nicely filled. Her fingers went to the button at her waistband, then to the zip, sliding it down slowly over her bottom, her eyes holding mine, smoky fire in their depths. She wriggled her hips and the skirt slid down, crashing soundlessly to the floor. The.