I avoided her, and she was still avoiding me. However, one day that changed. The set was now fully built for our show, and we started doing full rehearsals. I was waiting backstage during one of them, preparing for my entrance. I was focusing on the lines being said aloud when I felt the presence of someone behind me. I tried to focus on the words again, but the person was getting closer, close enough japanese that they were now right next to me. From the smell in the air, I could tell it was a girl’s perfume. Completely distracted, I turned and discovered it was Emma. I was startled to discover her face inches from mine. And it was moving even closer, as though she were about to kiss me. She exhaled deeply, almost huskily, as her eyes looked me over with a smolder. Surprising intoxicated by her, blood instantly rushed to my dick. I ogled her body up and down as I stepped back, an erection forming in my pants. Her hot breath had somehow managed to give me cold goosebumps. What the fuck was she doing to me? She stepped back with a smirk and remarked, “I knew I could get you hot.” I didn’t even have time to react before I heard Mr. James. “GREG!” he shouted. “Get onstage and say your damn line already!” Crap, she made me miss my entrance! Like scene out of a movie, Emma tossed her hair over her shoulder and turned around before walking off, content with her handywork. I rushed through the set door, her work still somewhat visible for all who paid close enough attention. I was too shocked and way too turned on to even be mad. I rushed home sex the moment rehearsal was over, barely greeting my mother as I darted into my bedroom. I quickly pulled out my cock and started stroking it, knowing that I wouldn’t need a Facebook image today. My cock grew harder and harder as Emma’s words raced through my mind. “I knew I could get you hot.” As I stroked, I realized that she wanted to tease me. I remembered her breath on my skin- her intentional breath. My grip on my cock tightened and I pumped it even faster. She was so close to me. That bitch was so close, and I was getting close just thinking about it. I remembered her perfume, then her eyes. I shuddered. As I relieved the smolder of her blue eyes and the smirk forming across her face, I started to cum. Ejaculation ripped through me as I spasmed, cum flying everywhere. A few moments later, I tried to process what happened. I just masturbated to Emma and came. Hard. I thought I hated her. Why did I do that? Back at the villa it was getting dark, but all the extras were still by the pool. I licked my lips, my pussy clenching. I raised my gaze, and answered back, “Most of the time they let us see the world as we would like it to be.” It was pointless to bring it up since there was nothing we japanese could do about it and no one was keeping score. Her pussy was already dripping and she was only making it worse by rubbing her clit. Sometimes they want us to take photos for them. Then he lifted me up high and lowered me down enough for me to guide his cock inside me. He was fucking me from behind while holding me high enough for it to be possible. Heather let her breathing normalize. He didn't look at me. I hadn't seen him in two days. “Please don’t make me stay naked for them.” I pleaded; but Ryan finally got his way sex again. If you decide to ditch History and follow her to the football field, go to 6. If you go to History, go to 7.