I came across Stella’s number and I fondled it for several minutes, trying to decide if I had enough nerve to call her up and ask for a date. Then,... I figured, what the hell, nothing ventured, nothing gained. So I called, and was pleasantly surprised to hear her excited response, when I identified myself and asked if she remembered me from last night. ‘Of course, I remember you, silly,’ she said breezily. ‘How could I forget?’ The gist of the conversation was that she agreed to go out with me. I tightened my grip and tried to console her by saying that everything’s gonna be alright. I kissed her on the forehead, and then I rubbed my cheek against hers.Something was getting into me, the closeness, her breath, I started rubbing my hand on her back, she hadn’t changed from her sari so I found some just skin below her blouse. I played around with my fingers for some time and that’s when I felt her grip getting tighter.I took it as a sign and tried to look into her eyes, it was dark but I. Alright then. I am going to untie you, but if you try anything stupid, you will have a 12 inch metal dildo stuffed up your arse. Then you will have a 6 inch diameter, 15 inch long dildo ripping your cunt apart. Cassie sniffled, but remained silent as the man untied her and grabbed onto both of her arms. He lay her down onto a table-like device, and tied her wrists to either sides of the top of it, and her ankles to the other end, so she lay spread-eagle. She knew she was going to get raped, and. ”“Tell me about your career.”So I told her. Disapproving mother and supportive dad, one tutting through my acting schooldays, the other mildly amused. Both dead before I had any sort of success although they had both seen me in my advert days. God, the humiliations an actor goes through. She laughed at my well-used but true story about being a goose and a tea bag. She was interested in my sudden, if not meteoric rise to actually acting, first in the tv costume drama and then in the current.