I think we should just think of them as professional scenes and see ourselves as professional actors and just act. When there a sensitive climax scene...we can think about that later.”I stopped and with surprise expression “Kishore, do you know the Kanada movie named ‘Mussanje Gelathi’?Kishore: “No Anni, not heard of it? What is in it?”Me: “It is a Kanada movie, a 45-year-old professor falls in love with a girl student of a 20-year girl. In that movie and they love each other deeply.”Kishore:. I hoped they were wigs but they had to be. It would take hours to make hair that high and hard.The girls were giddier than ever. They lined up and looked at me and did a little prancing jig."Hi, Leroy ... I'm Sandra Dee." And I'm Annette" crowed Gwendolyn."And I'm Ann-Margret." cooed Phyllis. "I'm a redhead, with carpet to match, and I've got a fire down below for you."Whoever those chicks were, I guess they were pretty hot because my versions of them were. Except for that hair.Then they did. I grabbed my towel and strolled past him toward the beach and said hi, and as he said hi, I could see the bulge in his wetsuit. I definitely got his attention. I strolled down the beach a bit, away from where the other surfers were and laid out my towel and got comfortable. I lay down on my stomach and reached behind me and untied my top so I did not get any bikini lines in my tan. I was watching the surfer in the parking lot the entire time from behind my sunglasses and he was definitely. On the table were two candles - a tall red one on the right side, a shorter white one on the left, each one unlit. Between the two was a silver plate with a collar on it. Directly behind it was a glass dome with a wooden base and in it was a fake red rose and a fake white one similar to what we carried, but without the stems. In front of the plate was a three-foot length of gold colored chain. And off to the right of the plate in between the red candle and the plate was a small bell. In front.