I didn't know why I fell or when the transition occurred other than, in that instant. There was nothing to help explain my situation. I didn't think i... was a memory failure.Though I now thought it a waste of time, I turned on my laptop and checked for a connection and found nothing. Pulling my cell phone out, it still showed no signal. I closed down the laptop and put it in its bag. Holding the cell phone up above me a little and standing, I turned slowly to see if a signal would appear. No. She was cast as herself. This being a Made-For-TV project I was not bringing my A-game to the set. It was easy money and the shoot was realitivly quick. Anne was forbidden into the cutting room while I was in the process of editing it and held a private screening for her when it was ready. We were alone in a screening room together. During my collaboration with Anne I learned that she was a highly sexualized person and it did not take her long before she made her advances. This happened during. In a daze I watched the scene like some nasty voyeur peeking in a bedroom window, slightly guilty yet unable to wrest my gaze from the screen. Anna worked Stuart’s cock gently between her pussy lips, rubbing it against her clit for a few seconds before positioning it at the moist entrance to her heaven. She never quite let go of his cock as he shifted his hips forward, penetrating her gradually, a little at a time. I sucked in my stomach at almost the exact time that Anna did on the screen, her. He stood there immodest, unclothed as any creature should be.She couldn’t help but glance at the pelvis. She couldn’t comprehend what creature this was. Where she was. What was happening. She felt an overwhelming sense of dread, and arousal as her eyes are glued to his long green groin. Nearly the size of her entire body she shook from the adrenaline and confusion. She couldn’t help but wonder how she got into this situation.“The..the…the light” she thought to herself. The only thing she.