Throughout the night, I notice one after the other of your guy friends pulling you aside, or slapping you on the back, and nodding in my direction, so...etimes giving me a wink. I’m obviously meeting their approval, with some even flirting a bit with me. So I start to discreetly scribble names of my favorites on a wish-list I’m keeping in my pocket. One especially catches my eye..a quiet, giant black man, with skin so dark that it reminds me of midnight. He comes across very polite, but I. Brick explained that I could hurt myself on my own time if I wanted to but the scene needed me instead of a stunt double and he didn't want to run any risks with the production.Talia, Urgah and Morgan did a lot of carrying - logs, buckets, all kinds of stuff. One of the hard parts was making it look heavy. The property people had props that looked heavy as hell but were actually really light. I had one scene where I was supposed to pick up and carry a box. It was empty and didn't weigh too much. Not much fun for youngsters," agreedHelen.They remained up till their drinks were finished and Helen tucked theminto bed.Anne didn't say a word the following morning and left for work as normal.Helen was left to look after the three kids for most of the day. The onlything of note to happen was a phone call."Hello, who's speaking?" said Helen"Hi, it's Julia Brier, is Anne there?" No, she's at work. Is this about what I think it is?" said Helen."I would like to speak to her in private, face to. She became immediately aware of her bonds and the cold, wet rubber lying motionless on top of her tummy and the bottom of her breasts.Without warning, the machines fired up. She was relentlessly sprayed with hot, cold, and soap water all at once and the terrible whipping began again. This time, the whippy things beat brutally into her tender breasts without mercy and she didn't faint. As soon as they were directly on top of her, smashing her poor breasts and nipples down with sheer force,.