Twee...or was it Tweak.... It was an erogenous zone ...

Pardone me again. It has been a slow Saturday afternoon and my mind drifted to read some of my older postings. And I came across to this one which amused me then and got a heavy hits of 472 to its hilt <pardon me grin>

Read on for a lazy afternoon



Menage a trois or trois trop gênant (Re-print)

Act 1 Play 12 Scene 4

The door to the bedroom apartment opened for the lady to walk in. She dressed in a silky chinese dress with the hem way above her knees, that the garter belts could be seen. Her leg encased in the tight netting ended at the three inch dark blue stilleto. Her hair was cut short at the ears like the 60's bob style but the body of the lady was in her prime, with the boobs peaking its pronounced shape like twin peaks, down to the flat navel, and rounded rear that even a bull may snort more than frustration. Then came in her date of the evening; the bespectacled man in the tweeds and long socks with the buckle shoes.

"Come in, darling." She cooeed to the man who was in had peak the half century marker but tried to imitate the image of a young prime adonis without a lot of factors along with it. The semi bald man slipped in and closed the door with his right leg; a back kick that even the football fans would have said 'Ole!'.

The lady strolled to the nearby king sized bed and then sat on it. She looked at the man with her dark eye lashes blinking while her left index finger toyed at her lips. The man stepped over to her. He stood there with his legs wide apart while his right index finger was rubbing his inner thigh.

"Let me take care of that for you." Camilia grabbed his waist belt and pulled at it. It snapped off and dropped the pants to his feet. "Oh, I think someone needed some loving tonight."

"Cut!" The Director shouted out. That man was a young guy with the blonde hair in his thirties dressed casually in a Bermuda pants and round neck shirt with the wordings; suck me. He stood up from his seat and asked the man in the tweeds.

"Jamie, must you rubbed there? Could you let her do it later?" The Director asked. Before the man could reply, the lady in the blue dress voiced out.

"Jamie, did you get your herpes shot done?" Lady Camilia ( her real name was Dione but she felt Camilia added in more lust to her name. ) was concerned on her hygience on the set. "I ain't blowing no jock if he had no herpes shot."

"John," That's the Director name when offset. "Its the clothes. I think its not being washed since out last shoot."

"Jamie, I don't give a fuck on the clothes. They are temporary props. You are supposed out of it in five seconds." John the Director replied. "We ain't filming you as the One Ranger galloping across Nevada for days. Its a fucking shoot for fuck sake."

Then came the Prop person; Daisy was her name, dressed like Alice in Wonderland. Well, she was to be given this job during her summer break from college. She went rushing into the set and offered the disinfectant spray.

"It worked on my boyfriend." Daisy smiled at Jamie; she seen his flicks. He was awesome. Those were the scenes of his  movies then from the 80's. It was her father's stash she re-discovered. She leaned over to offer to spray Jamie's pants. Two things happened then; her short hem on the dress raised up more erections that Camilia, and Jamie had a resurrection on his ego.

"Okay, back to the action." John shouted. He then looked at Jamie. "You ready there?"

Jamie nodded while watching the departing Daisy. Darned! She had more than a peak to peek over. The filming rolled on.

Camilia stood up and pulled at the chinese dress opened; they had swapped the buttons for velcro tapes. She let the dress slipped off her shoulders and then down her arms, revealing her upper torso to Jamie. She was without a bra; with those amount of silicone on her, she could had been granite hard. She wriggled her hips to lower the dress, but it won't go down.

"Cut!" John hollered out. "Daisy, fixed the dress."

Daisy went forth with the scissors and needle. She leaned over to check the velcro tape; the cameraman suffered an eye bruise then. It was double sealed. She pulled at it open and Camilia let off her grip on her pelvis. Her flat navel went rotund but who do noticed during the fuck anyway.

"Director, we are on." Daisy replied, while John had to leaned over to meekly called on the filming to resumed. That time, the dress fell off to Camilia feet, before she stepped over it. She had on nothing beneath the dress.

"Do you like it?" Camilia asked as she approached Jamie. At that moment, Jamie tried to visualized his past primetime action figures; Dolly, Mollie, and June. Darned! He had to think hard or he was losing his hardness. He would had taken Viagra but the doctor told him if he does that, he may gain more than his vitality, his heart could go bazooka.

Camilia leaned over to him and stared at him. 'I''ll be darned, them peaks ain't drooping but laid out like Hellfire Missiles rack for termination orders'; that was Jamie' thoughts then when he saw Camilia twin peak.

"Awww!" Camilia raised herself up. "Jamie not there."

"Cut!" John holler out. He walked over and looked at Jamie. "Don't tell me you are flat at this hour?"

"Sorry, John. I needed more motivation." That was the uncalled remark which resulted in Camilia doing a savate kick on Jamie' balls. That ended the filming for the day. An hour later, Daisy checked her bank account. She was credited the amount promised by the rival company.