Reaching up on her tip-toes, she reached over the fence for the latch hoping the lock was not in place. She sighed with relief as she felt the latch ...ift up without obstruction. She slipped into the backyard grateful that she had not been caught. She heard laughter and loud voices and glanced toward the back fence. Her neighbors behind her house were having a BBQ!!! It seemed to be all men! It was Saturday, so she had an idea it was some silly football get together.She hoped no one looked. Then she was made to get into many positions that showed off her naked body to him; on the chair, her back to him, her legs spread to the far edges until her cheeks parted obscenely. The worst is when she had to sit in the chair, her legs hooked over the arms, forced to pull open her labia so he could gaze intimately at her. There was one final test, Sara on her knees at the foot of his chair, naked, her hands nervously taking out his organ. She had touched a boys prick before that, but had. Mangeskar: Good! But Anita, once and for all, get this nailed into your head that the demand of the scene must be fulfilled. Am I clear enough? I obviously did not want to irritate the director any more and promptly agreed. Me: Yes, yes. Mr. Mangeskar: Okay then guys, lets get back to business. Now for some intense action as the servant naturally is keen to touch his malkin. Anita, Anita, you will continue to be in your lying posture and exhibit resistance, and Pyaremohan-ji you will now ride. She's the production company's 'in the field go-to girl' and her job is to bail out people who get arrested or rent a piece of gear they need for a stunt, and she eventually is signing US Army paper work for a certain British Army major who was initially reluctant to put his signature on documents that might wind up before a Senate sub committee being eyed as 'enough rope' for an 'all hands hanging party' if something should go wrong. With Frankie being 'hired to keep track of the expended.