131: Dangerous Zone

Fenella’s POV The break had ended, and the shooting was about to start again. Alan and I sat on the pharmacy floor. We listened to Martha's instructions before starting the shoot, and when we were ready, we took off our robes and handed them to Jessy. My hair was now messy and tangled, a deliberate hairstyling by the makeup artist. These were the last two scenes before we could go home. I just hoped the shooting would end soon so I could be free from this torment. I got into position. My body was lying on the slightly itchy, carpeted floor. Alan kneeled in front of me with both of my legs spread wide. My knees were supported on Alan's elbows and waist. Gosh! Even though this was fake, I still felt very exposed in front of Alan. I unintentionally—or well, intentionally—peeked at Alan's underwear, which was clearly visible to me. The prominent bulge was clearly visible to me. Damn! Was he really still aroused? "Fenella! Move closer to Alan so your legs are more visible," Martha's voice s