"Yes ...Miss Baxter... Of course Miss Baxter."A barely contained laugh emanated from Claire's direction contained as asharp snort which she immediatel... covered with a light cough.Susan was oblivious to this in her puzzlingly similarly barely containedsimmering anger and impatience.Observing David's glance towards Clair, Susan regained her track andcontinued."The other change was of course brought about by the necessity to fill myprevious position for the duration. As such may I introduce Miss. Stephan shaded hiseyes with his hand and watched as she slipped onestrap off her shoulder and allowed a breast to spillfree. Heavy and full it moved beautifully as she swungher shoulders. The nipple seemed to point straight athim. "Baby hungry?" she asked and gave her shoulders ashake, making the breast jiggle."Very hungry," he croaked, his wanting was a desperatething.She leaned down again and brushed the breast acrosshis mouth. He caught the swollen nipple and held itwith his teeth. Celia. The strong, masculine, otherwise attractive scent in the air that arrived when the footsteps ceased. She continued to hear sounds she could not identify. And then the voice began."Hello, my angel" a man said in a strong and confident, yet comforting and even tempered tone. "First, I know you're scared, but don't say anything. Just listen to me. I'm assuming you're wondering what's happening to you," the voice said. "Well, I guess I should explain. I've admired your beautiful, voluptuous figure. She came over to join us. Then I realised I was going to be the girlchased around the desk by Sheila in the next part. I was then handed mynext costume change, a blouse and skirt. Sure enough I was told exactlywhat I dreaded by the lady directing the shoot."Jo, you are going to be chased round the table by Sheila." Oh great!" I said feigning enthusiasm... The lady didn't seem to noticethe sarcasm..."You have to sway as you move away from him to get the skirt movementright and Sheila you can.