The best thing you can do is keep your mouth shut. The drive is quiet and you do all you can to not look at the beauty beside you. Apart from an awkward wait at a traffic light due to daydreaming when the light turned green, you might be getting away with it.
You pull up to the house being used for the set and park the car. You should get out and open the door, but the bulge in your pants says otherwise.
“Thanks for the ride.”
“See you later,” you say as you watch the actress get out of the car. You hesitate and watch her round ass as she walks away, quickly averting your eyes when she looks back for a second. You don’t know if she caught you, but you are definitely blushing.
Before you get out of the car, you notice that Miss Chriqui dropped a piece of paper on the seat. It reads, “Ristorante di Mario, 7:00.”
You want desperately to get onto the set to watch her sex scene, but you also don’t want to look like the full on pervert you feel like. Maybe a nice gesture will be better.
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