Sure....

Sure….

Lauren knew this was a bad idea from the start. Miss Kent had taken the role of a producer leaving her free as a director, still whe had a bad feeling. All was right in the world all but this scene. Lauren was against it, of course, but she had to “”compromise”” to win the SF Short Film Festival. So here she was, the future star, the next awesome filmmaker, the Evil Queen of the Dead!! (who is so very hot and beautiful, very very) (It used to be her secret DnD name when she was around ten, maybe eleven.)

Anyway, Lauren found herself sitting in a warm tub wearing a black onepice swimsuit, relaxing and waiting for her time to go on stage. The alarm was set on, her stupid cucumber eyes were done. She was ready. Then it happened.

Eimi and Lucia came running through the door.

“What’s the matter with you?”

“A storm is coming. We need to shoot the scene right now!” Miss Kent came rushing in after the two girls.

“Fine fine.” Lauren dismissed her companions with a simple wave. “I’ll get changed and meet you in the set.”

“No time! We have to shoot now!”

Miss Kent tried to pull Lauren out of the pool but found her to heavy.

“Stop! I’ll get ready. Just leave so I can change!”

They apologize and left. When they were all gone Lauren stepped out the tub. She dried herself before takingthe enhanced swimsuit off. She felt so exposed without her spanx and silicone padded bra.

She was getting the enhancements off the swimsuit but was interrupted by the heavy wood door unlocking and opening.