The College Counselor Scene

"That mock job interview thing sound fun," Sam said. "Y'know I actually had something like that happen one time."

"Holy shit. Seriously?" The director looked a little shocked.

"Yeah, not the guidance counselor part," he explained. "But I went into a job interview at a movie theater once and my potential boss was really hot. I couldn't hide my boner because, well, I couldn't, but it turned out she'd just gotten divorced, so one thing leads to another and I got the gig. Only lasted like three weeks before somebody else caught me jerkin it in the back room, though."

"Wow." The director nodded his head as he let the story sink in. "Well, if you can, try use your experience to help the scene feel natural. I can tell Misty, your co-star, that she should she about throwing in a line about a divorce."

"Okay," Sam replied. I'll try my best."

"Alright, good," the director patted him on the back and pointed in the direction Amy had gone. "You gotta go shower up, then hit wardrobe and tell them you need to be dress for scene seven. We're gonna move some sets around, but we'll be ready to go in no time."

Sam walked back the way Amy went and, with a little help, found his way to the showers. He walked into the bathroom, towel in arm, and saw a row of shower stalls, just like in his bunk. Someone was in the shower at the far end of the row. It had been awhile, but he assumed that it had to be Amy. He knew he should save himself for his next scene, but visions of Amy's ripe ass just after they fucked led him to wonder if he could pull off a quickie between scenes.