We said our goodbyes hugged and kissed and then Mum and Emma and I went to the car. In the drive I laughed and asked Mum, ‘Which of us is sober enou...gh to drive?’ She came very close and pretended to sniff my breath then said, trying to keep her voice serious, but failing,’ As you seem to have been drinking…and I haven’t, it had better be me.’ She kissed me on the tip of my nose and made for the driver door, I playfully slapped her rump as she went. I knew she had stuck to a couple of glasses of. What was going on? “OK, calm down” I said to myself. “Calm down.” I was scared - gripped by fear and the strangeness of the situation. But as I tried to slow my breath a new feeling began to spread within me. A feeling of joy and elation. I looked at myself in the mirror again, turning my body to get a look at myself. I was beautiful - a mane of dark tresses that hung down just below my shoulders, expressive brown eyes, a heart shaped face with sensuous lips. And I had the compact. I reached over and pulled Oliver away. I put his paw up on the back of her ass. Oliver got the idea at once. He didn't need much in the way of coaxing. Oliver mounted my wife, and I moved down and lower so I could look between them. My wife's pussy was so wet she was almost dripping. Oliver was working hard to find his mark but kept missing. He would bang her clit, slide near her ass. Each time I could her breath just a little heavier. My wife reached under herself and just guided him to the. My signature dark eyes and pink lips still adorned my face whenI had stepped out of the tent to begin shooting."Action!" Jonothon yelled, and I took a step forward. I took a total offive steps before I reached the sign pointing down the alley. I couldhear the cameras behind me as I ran my fingers over the top of the signwhile turning to walk down the alley. When I was two steps into thealley, Jonothon yelled, "Cut!"It was the fourth time we had filmed the short scene.When I arrived at the set.