You have delivered a strong opinion.’ The camera focused on someone else and a woman wearing a headset appeared beside Satin and said, ‘Please tak... this call miss. It really is for you.’ Wondering what this was about, Satin took the phone and said, ‘What do you want?’ ‘Satin my name is Rebecca Florence and I’m a casting agent from Chicago. I’m in your city on a scouting visit. A car clearly marked Orion Films is on the way to collect you. It should be there within ten minutes. Ask Fiona, the. I lit a cigarette, inhaling deeply as I tore open the envelope and began to speed read through the letter. My shoulders relaxed as I read. It was just an invitation, for ex-students to return to the school to talk to students about future career prospects. They wanted me to talk about how I set up my businesses alongside some other girls. As I got to the end of the letter my heart stopped. It was signed Mr Bernard, Headmaster. There was a note to respond via email to confirm attendance and. He’s blow her off in a minute. What am I doing here? He doesn’t want me. Tears leaked from the corner of her eyes and she turned on the taps hard, hoping to stifle a sob. She started humming to comfort herself. Oh, he’d fuck her all right – didn’t they all? But he’d turned her down, even with his cock standing at attention. Fuck. I wish I knew what he wanted. She tested the water, adjusting it until it almost steaming. I wish I knew what I wanted. Michele washed her face, brushed her teeth, and. Instead he showered while I slowly bathed alongside him, letting the hot water soothe my aching limbs. I winced sharply as my mistreated and semen-encrusted bottom touched the hot soapy water but the pain did remind me how incredible my first anal sex had truly been. Without that pain I might now have believed it had acutally happened.Afterwards I dried myself on a large, white, fluffy towel then stood naked in front of the bathroom mirror, surveying the damage my night of passion had wrought.