“That’s it, you’re doing great!” He praised her advancing steps. Further on she continued, urged on by Grant’s enthusiastic encouragement.�...�You’re over halfway now, come on and try for another step or two. You’re within reach of the Velcro. Come on Doris, you can do it! Who’s your favourite actor?”“She paused, looking to him, “Doris? You never call me, Doris!”“I’m just trying different ideas. So, who would Doris Day’s favourite actor be?”“It would naturally be Rock Hudson. He sure was a sexy. The day we set up the camera and figure out angles to make sure we get the best ones, we can hardly keep our hands off each other. It is just two days away from our first live-feed and we agree we’re not going to have sex until then, just to tease ourselves all the more. Though, it is hard to do, given how turned on the both of us are. We decide to do it early evening, on a weekend. It’s Saturday and I have spent the day so wet that my panties had to be changed more than once, but by the third. The towel clings tightly to her front, but you see it's hanging open slightly at the side. She shimmies past you awkwardly, making sure not to rub herself against your also scantily clad body, and as she turns away from you to walk into her own bedroom, you get a nice glimpse of her bare ass through a gap in the towel.With that image safely stored in your mental wank-bank you head into the shower and bash one out quickly before washing, getting dressed and heading downstairs. Brittany's lying. After one deep breath he reached out and rang the doorbell. Shelia jumped, startled by the doorbell ringing. Her nervousness was showing. She could not keep her hands from shaking and her breathing was coming fast and shallow. She closed her eyes, pulled her sweater down and took a deep breath of her own. Opening her eyes, she walked to the door and opened it. Sure enough, there stood Tom. His eyes showing every bit of raw emotion as she felt. This was it. Shelia was going to do this, right.