So, you're stuck with just me." Wow!" John said. "She didn't tell me about an audition. That's great!"John took out his phone and sent a text to Kylie...reading 'OSCAR JUSTTOLD ME ABOUT YOUR AUDITION. BREAK A LEG! I HOPE IT GOES GREAT!'Minutes later. 'THANKS! IT'S FOR AN AD CAMPAIGN. I WISH YOU WERECOMING. YOU REALLY HELPED ME LAST TIME.'He wrote back, 'YOU GOT THIS! REMEMBER, YOU'RE ON A HIT TV SHOW, NOW.YOU'RE A BIG DEAL. JUST RELAX AND BE GREAT!''WILL DO! LOVE YOU!''LOVE YOU, TOO!'"So," Oscar. Shit! I get off the settee and head for the door, adjusting myself in the hope my hardness won’t be too obvious under my trousers.I clear the webpage and wait for a second for my hardness to dissipate, before a final persistent rap on the door sets the dog off and I get up from my chair, adjusting myself as I do.I open the door and my heart skips a beat.In true Diana style, without speaking a word and without waiting for an invitation she steps inside the house.Bending down to make a fuss of. I've even a spare bedroom if you want to rest there, or I'll take you back after you've bathed. Have you some clean clothes?” “Sure, that's why my bag is so big. Going on one of these shoots is like going on safari, if you don't bring it, you don't have it. I think I'll take you up on that, Chad, sleeping without a bunch of snoring, grunting, farting people everywhere sounds good.” I told her, “Well, I'm sorry, I can't assure you that you won't be afflicted with that when we get to my place,. I took a swig of my beer and watched his face as he looked closely and a long time at each picture. There was no expression there other than the usual angry one. Very quickly I saw he had an erection, and began rubbing it with his arm, as if I wouldn’t notice. But notice I did. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from his crotch. Finally poor judgement got the best of me and I said, “Take it out and jack it. Give it some relief.” He looked at me with a stone face, and then went back to his.