“Oh those are nice titties baby, so firm.” He moved closer to me and I didn’t see his hand but suddenly he was massaging one of my tits. I whim...ered when he pinched a nipple between his fingers hard. My nipples both go rock hard at that. “Mmm..you like that baby?” “No..Mr. Miller don’t..”“Call me sir..just sir.” And he dropped the flashlight, putting his other hand on my free tittie and soon he was rubbing and pinching. My nipples were getting so hard I didn’t know what to do. I even. “Oh, and we'll start you at five hundred dollars a week, plus a percentage based on ticket sales in season. Our better workers take home a couple hundred a weekend just from that. Now what do you say?” she asked.“Are you serious?” I asked.“Absolutely, if you're 'up' to it. Let's see about that,” Laura said. In seconds, her sports bra was on her desk, her yoga pants were on the floor, and she was yanking my shirt off over my head. She started working on my pants.“What about your husband?” I. " "Don't worry about them," Julie said, starting across the set again. "What are you talking about? I can't do this scene naked." "Maybe it'll help," Julie said. "I mean, let's face it, it can't get any worse." "Positions everyone." The assistant's voice echoing around the set drowned out Jessica's protests and Julie continued to pull her across the set to the bed. "Okay, get in," Julie said as they reached the bed. "I'm naked," Jess hissed at her friend. "Just get under the sheets while I hold. Had I gone too far?"Would you like a tea? Or coffee?" I said, breaking the silence."I'd kill for a coffe. Black. Thanks," she replied, following me into the kitchen."So why you so tense?" You know what it's like. Sat at a computer one minute, driving round, lifting heavy stuff. It never stops..."She tried to rub her own shoulder and winced."Here, let me," I said, standing behind her.I started to massage her shoulders, gently at first, then a little bit harder. She smelled amazing. I could feel.