John returned home and told Brice about Woody's actions. Brice shook hishead then shot back, "He's a louse who rode his actors' fame into adirecting j...b and needs them to bail him out. He's a hack, but he canget people to get into the roles in ways few can. But without one of hisstooges as part of the cast, he is basically just a film school gradwith power. He needs full control, if it's not his idea he can't do whathe wants and how he wants to do it. He needs the editors to pull hiscrap. What happened here?"Noreen flicked a glance at Harmon, who seemed to be hiding in his coffee cup, and said, "I was getting ready for bed and the doorbell rang, and Harmon was there and came in and said outrageous things and grew tentacles and I couldn't get away ... Eventually, I didn't want to."Donna nodded. "I got the same thing -- and I started out naked. I was lucky Mac wasn't gone long." Both of them looked at Harmon -- who carefully didn't look back.The men didn't stay long. Harmon. Beep, beep.Ugh.Beep, beep.Cynthia picked up her phone.“Miss Carson, Mr. Darvy is here now,” the assistant said in her small voice.“Send him in,” she replied, hanging up.She stood up and straightened her clothing—a white, frilly, button-up, sleeveless blouse, a grey pencil skirt, and some simple black heels.She heard a knock on her door. The assistant opened the door as he entered the room. Tall, dark hair, his brooding eyes focusing on Cynthia.“Cynthia! You seem to be doing well for someone who. It started slowly, meaning it talked about school, but it quickly got hot. She was telling 'G', the girl the note was addressed to, about how her boyfriend had come over and they got kinky with a pair of her panties. She said they had been fooling around in her room and he couldn't keep his hands off her ass and that he kept saying how he liked the feel of her panties.I was already getting hard and it didn't help that the bag on my cart had a bra and two pairs of panties in it. Not sure why I.