Her feminine wiles

Sara approached the cameraman with a serious demeanor asking him to give them the camera to erase the footage.

The cameraman ignores her initially. Too taken aback from seeing Sara's hair for the first time. He not so subtly state at her. Making Amira even more uncomfortable to see him again.

- "c'mon please that girl went through enough"

- "sorry but don't want to get into trouble with the boss"

- "if everything goes as planned she won't bother you about this"

-"well..."

- "well what?"

- "maybe we can arrange something?"

The cameraman advance creepily towards Sara making Amira dread the outcome. But Sara starts smiling back seductively while playing with her hair.

With no hesitation. To Amira's complete confusion and the cameraman's joy, Sara moved her hand towards his crotch and suddenly.

*CRUNCH* *CRUNCH*

"Ooooohh"

The cameraman stood up on his tiptoes and started begging in a high pitched voice as Sara squeezed his precious orbs which to her surprise weren't as big as expected.

Amira gasped and grabbed her own ball-less crotch in sympathy. The shy sheet girl was not used to such display. But she felt an odd admiration seeing Sara in action.

"I didn't want to hurt you but you left me no choice. So here's the deal. You give us the camera and I won't turn these tiny orbs into my new little tiny singly earrings"

Amira giggled a bit. After her experience today she wouldn't think of mocking someone's appearance. But she wouldn't lie and deny that the look of pain and embarrassement on the cameraman's face was priceless.

"Yes...yes...I'm sorry"

Sara let go of his diminutive balls and grabbed the camera. Amira froze looking back at the video but was overjoyed seeing the footage deleted. But to her surprise Sara's plan was far from over