"That's it for today," Mark advised. "We're out of good outside light entirely. We'll pick up tomorrow on those shots we skipped earlier where you're ...ollowing the foot trails through the trees."An entire work crew moved in and clustered around us. Several people dabbed at our faces to remove some of the makeup we wore. As that happened, Barry, Jill, and I passed our outer clothing off to three staff members from wardrobe. We'd each learned to wear a bathing suit under our clothing anyway. I was mesmerised by the movement of it. When it caught the overhead light I could see the variations of colour in it. Not a bottle redhead, a real one. Russet red like an Irish setter.I shoved the paper coffee cup to my lips to conceal my drooling. I forced a mouthful of hot sweet liquid between my lips to muffle a low moan of sheer desire. I wanted to follow her, find an empty corridor somewhere and kiss her. To press my nose into those gorgeous locks and smell her shampoo. To feel her hair. "I removed my shirt and put the bra on which I noticed had a DD cupsize. I then took off my trousers and undies and put on thesuspenders and stockings, lastly putting on the G-String pantieswhich emphasized my rock hard cock. She sat there and admired me fora moment and asked why I put the panties on last. I stated that itwould make them easier to get off with out removing the suspender.She stood up and said, "Very good, but I can see I will have totrain you how to get dressed and turn me on. I kept quiet but couldn’t help myself. I know that she’s not looking at me and I checked there was no body out. So, I started passing my time by just staring at her cleavage. Time passed. And I was quite enjoying. Suddenly, she said, “You are making a second mistake, and this time there is no forgiveness.” I was surprised and defended myself. She said: “You were staring at my boobs. Didn’t you?” I didn’t want to answer her but I said No! She said that I am lying and I asked her how does she.