Anyway, I’m gonna take a nap.”“How’d Jerome take last night’s talk?” I asked him as he stepped out.“You’re gonna have to ask Jerome.�... Chris simply answered. “But he’s not around today.”My expression fell. He wasn’t around, and he lived here. Molly was clearly not the only person Chris was having to deal with right now. “I’m sorry.” I almost whispered.Chris chuckled, albeit sadly. “You don’t even know what’s going on with us.” he replied.“I know. But I don’t have to. Whatever’s going on… I’m. You watch me as it gets all over my hands and face when I’m done I take the bowl and throw it at you even though it misses and hit’s the wall behind me “ooh now that wasn’t nice slave” you say as I stand slowly looking at you food sticking to my fingers and my chin “you will have to learn to be nice” you tell meyou take me in your arms as I struggle you grip me tighter pulling me up the stairs I kick and bite at you as you drag me further into your house . You get to a door opening it you step. ”“I hope so too.”He nodded.I stepped into my trailer and found the next day’s call sheet on the table, picked it up and read it. As Mark had said, tomorrow called only for me and the two actors playing my parents to be on set. But the call was for a seven am start. I’d just picked up my script when the phone rang, and the studio security guard informed me that Peter was here to pick me up.When I got back to the flat, I texted Cal to let her know my first day as a working actor was over, it was. Then make out with her on the couch and then start fucking her." I nodded."Babe - do you just wanna hang out here for a while?" I said, my voice trembling a little.Jenny came and sat next to me on the couch. Mom left on the pretext of cleaning up the kitchen. Following my mother's directions, I was making out with my girlfriend and had my hand in her jeans, grabbing her ass, fingering her pussy."C'mon baby. Let daddy in." I whispered."What are you doing?" Jenny giggled. "Your mom is like 10.