She went on with that figure ten times, twenty times .  .  .  She was lost in her own world, just her and that figure, trying to master it.  Rod watched as her face got a little red, and then the area over her breasts started getting red too.  Her toes slowly wiggled and flexed on the floor with her level of concentration.  This is typical Brigid, he told himself.  Practicing over and over, just like with her baton, determined to get it just right.           “Got it!” she sai

“Gaspar!  Bring her here!” ​         “Ah -- your unclothed maid-of-all-work.  Her savage beauty is well known, cousin.  What is her name again?” ​         “It is a crude Anglish name, Alysoun.  I have not given her a proper one.” ​         “She bows obediently.” ​         “Yes, she is well behaved.  Though what notions reside in her half-formed mind, only God knows.” ​         “One must concede that nature by itself often produces a beauteous body.  She is like a finely bred

McNALLY You should just write this stuff instead of making me do it in real life.  With everyone leering at every little bit of me.  I’m surprised you didn’t supply magnifying glasses. MEIER They weren’t leering. McNALLY They sure as hell were leering. . . At least some of them.  And where did you get the loony ideas about talking twats?  Yams in the butt? MEIER Online.  That kind of stuff used to really be performed, in the 70’s and 80’s. McNALLY And what was that photo abou

“I can’t believe this is going to go over well,” Mitzi says, as Mordecai paints another flower onto her concave tummy. ​         “This film will be the backdrop to my multimedia presentation.” ​         “Ha!” Saul harrumphs.  “Suns on her boobs, planets on her butt, stars on her toes.  Now flowers.  You and your beatnik friends.” ​         “If I can get that old 8 millimeter to work, it will be ‘out there, man’.  We don’t have to use those bright overhead lights any more.” ​

Are you sure D. is properly secured in those “scaffold” scenes?  Her spasms during orgasm are so violent as to shake the entire flimsy structure.  I am afraid it will collapse, or that she will break the ropes and fall.  We have to be sure that she is never in danger of injury.  Putting a mattress on the ground, out of camera view, is not sufficient.  Along those lines, note that it is unhealthy for her to be suspended upside down for more than a few minutes. ​ You might have

Hank smiled as his girlfriend approached, tan and lithe and tall and purposeful and serious as always, though with a smile and a nice little wet kiss on the lips for him.  For the tall dark-haired girl with the neat short pony tail it was time for her afternoon sprint.  Wendy Mac was now captain of the track team and had been put in charge of training others.  Two companions in sweat clothes and sneakers clumped along behind her in the wet snow, Tommy Chen, who had just made