“Do you want to watch TV?”, I asked her.“Sure”, she sat near me in the couch.My friend’s mom was wearing a black green nightie and when she ...at down, I could see her boobs pressing against the cloth material.We were watching an old movie when I put my arms around her.She was a little surprised but she didn’t resist.I took that as a positive sign and moved closer so that her body was stuck to mine. She tried to move, but I held her.My right hand was on her shoulder so I started making circles. Cris walks over towards the bed in her light blue nightie. To Kitty, in the dim light, Cris seems like a vision, like one of the girls from her naughty dreams. Cris hears no reply.Cris whispers again very, very softly asking if Kitty is asleep. Kitty lays breathless and still and says nothing. She is afraid to reply, her body on edge, but she is so excited. In fact she has never been this excited in her life. Her body is a bundle of nerves waiting for what is next. She lays rigid in bed not. I took the opportunity to reach around and cup her breasts, and tweak her nipples. My girlfriend got hornier and teased my cock from the leg of my trunks and gently massaged it. I had my legs crossed so from ground level an observer would not have seen much, except her hand moving back and forth.The group of young girls must indeed have seen the hand movement. In particular, the ‘ring-leader’, a girl slightly older than the others, started showing subtle but clear interest in what we were. ”“What?” she exclaimed, sounding incredulous, “but there were eight pages of dialogue.”“Eight and a half to be exact,” I replied, “I just seem to have this knack of learning lines.”“Now that, is unusual,” she said, “would you both like to come through. The scene we are asking you to read is the one between Richard and his mother in the kitchen when he gets home from school.”Once we reached the upstairs conference room, we were introduced to the other two members of the production team. Steven.