Her blouse had a couple of buttons undone showing part of her breasts and her skirt was intact but it was slightly twisted around her body with the pl...at at the side now in the front.I knew she had been doing something with the director so I wanted to know all the details. Rani began her story. “Kiran Sir (the director) welcomed me to the audition and told me he thought I would be very good for the part. That made me feel very good indeed and it also made me think I wouldn’t have to fuck him. She is de facto naked. Within a few minutes she is back in the play room with two guys in tow. ‘It’s a race,’ she says. ‘The one who gets naked first gets to fuck me first, OK?’ The clothes almost fly off these two guys! Needing a break, I slowly dressed and wandered back into the bar. A lady came up to me, flashed her tits, and asked if I wanted to lick them. I did so, but not as enthusuasticaly as she was expecting so she drifted off on to try that move on someone who might be more. ” “ Good” he replied. “but, well, I wonder why you agreed to come up here to my room. Did you just want to talk? Or was there perhaps some other thoughts in that gorgeous blonde head of yours?” "I, I uh..." she stammered. She looked down at her lap, then at her wine, and continued "I just, well you seemed nice.” And then she blushed yet again, realizing she was acting like a school girl, with all her stammering and fidgeting. He put his hand on her arm and said “I am sorry, I didn't mean to. But all her prayers went in vain when grandpa quietly passed away in his sleep one evening. If granny was heartbroken, she didn’t show it. Her face had a stagnant expressionless look for the next two weeks, throughout the ceremonies of grandpa’s passing. She just sat in a corner of the house, looking bleakly into the distance. Sometimes she would pick up an old album and sift through them and silently cry at any picture with grandpa in it. It became a sort of obsession for her, and mom put an.