He humped her again where she wrapped her legs around him clasping his body as she thrusted her body upwards in synchronised motion with his humping p...stoning action. She quickly realised she was not faking her actions. Her reaction was real as were her actions as they furiously fucked each other, her grip around his body getting tighter with his hand placed under her bum ensuring she felt the impact of his fucking her! After a few minutes, he withdrew from her, lifted her off the bed then. He said, Honey, what kind of film did you think this was? The audience laughed a little as the director continued. This is your finest moment, a fine moment for a slut, and, honey, if you get too tired to keep your legs up thats when to just let it go. Well have cameras all over it, there will be your close up, and whoevers fucking you will try and make you come as you go. I like the sound of that, come as you go, right? The audience roared and cheered and someone yelled, Fuck her already. And. I saw one of a WW I officer and put them on in favor of the painters uniform. Then I exited the dressing room. I was greeted by a large hallway lined with multiple doors. I continued down the hall until I found a dressing room marked Claire Dafour. I opened the door. She wasn't there. I went inside and closed the door behind me. Inside was a table with a mirror for doing hair and makeup. There was also a small side room for practising lines. A large closet was against the back wall. I hid. Everything else was still fine but our interpersonal relationship was a shambles. I believed we were headed for a divorce. AN UNLIKELY SERIES OF EVENTS Some people talk about coincidences while others say everything is fate. I’ve never decided which is correct but some things happened which individually didn’t mean anything, but taken together changed my life. The first one was on my next visit to the company in Pennsylvania in mid-December. I was working in the conferenceroom, which was next.