28-10-2022, 05:00 PM
Paramour of the Woods, Round 1: Queen of Smiles, Trisha
My latest in a long run of pointless college (Vis Com) assignments was to interview a film personality or technician. So on that hot summer day at 5 in the evening I was stuck waiting near the director's caravan, camping in a small forest where the shooting was taking place.
Someone was shouting from one of the shooting trailers for actors nearby, "Look, I told you we'd have a lot of these scenes in this movie. You agreed to act no matter how hot the scenes got...", this was the director I had come to interview. Then a lady cut him off saying, "No #%@#* way. No chance, I have an image to maintain with my fans and the public. If I go out acting like an item girl, I'll be finished", after a pause he said in Tamil, "Yes of course I understand you problems, but at least in this one scene we need you to look wet and raunchy. We've tried to shoot this scene for 3 days and every time we focus on you it looks more like a bang scene, when its supposed to be you making love. If you want I can help you get in the 'mood' all my heroines come to me, and so we..." one of the chairs seemed to fall as someone stood up, "I'll prepare for the scene my own way, next time I'll make you all hard, so stop pestering me". Whoever this girl was she was taking quite a risk because the director for that movie was quite famous to defy him was risky. Maybe she was a major heroine. "At least try this on for a while, it'll make you feel just right for this scene, trust me", he sounded quite tired now. She said something which I couldn’t here, the temptation was too much, so I started to walk closer to the trailer they were in. Just I was leaning towards the door, and it opened inward. I was still trying to apologize when she put her hand on my shoulder pushed it aside and brushed past me, leaving a trail of perfume. Trisha Krishnan had just stormed out of the room and walked past me, as if I wasn't even there. She was wearing a light blue blouse and a white knee height skirt, and red high heels. Her blouse was form fitting, highlighting her curves. It was had 3 big buttons in the front, the last was open just enough to reveal her navel.Her ass seemed to sway and tease as she walked away. Damn she was hot that day.
My latest in a long run of pointless college (Vis Com) assignments was to interview a film personality or technician. So on that hot summer day at 5 in the evening I was stuck waiting near the director's caravan, camping in a small forest where the shooting was taking place.
Someone was shouting from one of the shooting trailers for actors nearby, "Look, I told you we'd have a lot of these scenes in this movie. You agreed to act no matter how hot the scenes got...", this was the director I had come to interview. Then a lady cut him off saying, "No #%@#* way. No chance, I have an image to maintain with my fans and the public. If I go out acting like an item girl, I'll be finished", after a pause he said in Tamil, "Yes of course I understand you problems, but at least in this one scene we need you to look wet and raunchy. We've tried to shoot this scene for 3 days and every time we focus on you it looks more like a bang scene, when its supposed to be you making love. If you want I can help you get in the 'mood' all my heroines come to me, and so we..." one of the chairs seemed to fall as someone stood up, "I'll prepare for the scene my own way, next time I'll make you all hard, so stop pestering me". Whoever this girl was she was taking quite a risk because the director for that movie was quite famous to defy him was risky. Maybe she was a major heroine. "At least try this on for a while, it'll make you feel just right for this scene, trust me", he sounded quite tired now. She said something which I couldn’t here, the temptation was too much, so I started to walk closer to the trailer they were in. Just I was leaning towards the door, and it opened inward. I was still trying to apologize when she put her hand on my shoulder pushed it aside and brushed past me, leaving a trail of perfume. Trisha Krishnan had just stormed out of the room and walked past me, as if I wasn't even there. She was wearing a light blue blouse and a white knee height skirt, and red high heels. Her blouse was form fitting, highlighting her curves. It was had 3 big buttons in the front, the last was open just enough to reveal her navel.Her ass seemed to sway and tease as she walked away. Damn she was hot that day.
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