She gave me apair of matching four-inch sling-backs and I primped and preened andcat-walked around the bedroom, arms akimbo, and posed while she wield...dthe camera. Then I went to her and wrapped my arms around her and huggedher.Then I made her go downstairs again and I clip-clopped down the stair-case, stopping on the stairs, doing all those classic movie struts, withan arm on the banisters and a hand behind my head, one leg bent in frontof the other, etc, etc, before I went back up and changed. My brain was shaking, telling me over and over to walk back out to mycar but my body ignored it, consumed by the arousal that was buildingbetween my legs and spreading down my thighs.I knocked.A woman's voice swore on the other side of the door and then grumbled.Footsteps came closer.It crossed my mind suddenly that she might think I was a customer. Ididn't have that much money on me but that made me chuckle. She lookedcheap. In all likelihood I had more than enough.When the door opened, the. Right. This Sunday. I'll be there," Shelbi said into her phone. No one was on the other end of the line. Shelbi hung up and put her phone back in her purse."Are you going to be in a movie?" Tori immediately asked."I already was in one and I'm going to do another," she said proudly."What is it? Who's doing it?" It's just a bunch of guys doing small independent films." Uh-huh, uh-huh..." Tori said eagerly.Shelbi smiled. Tori was already eating it up."Tell me more." Tori demanded. "How did you get. My wife had to go to a prescribed room on a different floor, and then they moved her on to another to prevent me from knowing exactly where she was. She was to wear just black hold ups and black hi heels (we had been told the clothes selection that would be needed) and the towelling robe from the bathroom. She was to take her mobile; they would take pictures for me. She had ten minutes to get there or we would be chucked out the club, no second chances.They said, they may send a lady to.