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Thanks all for continuing to read the stories of Stevie, really enjoying writing this and excited to see where it goes. Always eager to hear your own thoughts so please leave me some ideas as to what you think Stevie will get up to next, plenty of characters for her to share some screen time with, look forward to seeing your comments and thanks again for reading.
June 18th -- 7.13am
Sun broke through the windows of Stevie's apartment as the noise of LA traffic started to pick up. It had been three days since she had agreed, if you could call it that, to join Dream Pictures as a set assistant, yet she had not heard anything from them since.
She had woken the day after she had met Dre, Amin and Jimmy excited and nervous for what her new role would be and had expected to wake up the next morning to a text confirming her start date and was excited to tell Tom, her current boss, that she was leaving the dull job she currently did but the text had never came.
Constantly checking her phone throughout the day, becoming more and more disheartened, she'd woke the following day, with a feeling of dread in her stomach that these three guys had just used her to have some fun and actually they had no intention of offering her any kind of job and she had just acted like a complete slut for no reason.
Rolling over on her bed grabbing her phone any expectations of seeing anything gone now, Stevie's heart skipped a beat when she saw a text from the same number that had text her to come meet the director a few days ago, she'd saved it under Dream Pictures until she could figure out whose number it was.
Sitting up in her bed her long dirty blonde hair a mess as it was every morning, looking like she had either been dragged through a hedge or had a wild night of passion, she rubbed sleep from her eyes as she opened the text.
"Morning Stevie, you're needed on set today, see you at 10, Eve."
Laying back in her bed a huge smile on her face and lifting a pillow to cover her face a mixture of excitement and nerves crashing over her. What on her earth was she doing, this wasn't the girl she normally was but her mind was racing, thinking of Brandon then of Mike, wondering who she would see today.
It felt so naughty and outside of her comfort zone, but the way they looked at her and the effect she had on them, it was such a turn on for her. Laying there it was taking all of her willpower to stop herself from touching herself but suddenly a thought dawned on her, she still worked for Tom and he would be expecting her in today too.
Sitting up again, she quickly typed out a text;
"Sorry Tom, not feeling great today, going to need to take a day off, be back in tomorrow."
Feeling guilty lying to Tom, who had always been so nice to her, Stevie hesitated but then pressed send and collapsed back on to the bed once more, kicking her feet against the bed to try and get some of the nervous excitement energy out of her body.
Sitting up on the edge of her bed, looking at the full length mirror opposite as she sat there, her hair really was a mess, long t-shirt hanging off her, the logo long washed out, she wore it so often and plain white panties that even the most loyal of boyfriends would be depressed by.
She looked at her alarm clock, 7.28am, she would need 30 minutes to get to the lot where the offices where, which meant she had two hours before she had to leave.
It was at that moment that Stevie made a decision. Both occasions she had visited the set they had been surprises to her, she had wore cut-off shorts and a t-shirt on one occasions and then a pair of jeans and a blouse the second, not exactly outfits to turn heads.
For some reason today, she wanted to impress, this was her first official day as an employee of Dream Pictures and she wanted to impress.
Getting up off the bed, walking into her bathroom starting to run the bath, she heard her phone ping, rushing back in to see a response from Tom;
"Hope you feel better, see you tomorrow T. x"
Smiling to herself Tom really was a good boss and she was going to miss him when she got the chance to let him know she was leaving but, throwing her phone back on the bed, her thoughts returned to getting ready for her time on the set.
Walking back into the bathroom Stevie checked on the bath, then turned lifting her t-shirt up and off, looking in her bathroom mirror as she stroked her hands over her bare 32c breasts. She had always liked her breasts; they were a good size, not so big to make finding outfits difficult but big enough to draw attention.
Seeing her bath full, she slid her panties down and off and slowly climbed into the bath and closed her eyes, allowing her mind to wander thinking about her past experiences and what was likely to happen today.
Once again, just the thought of it had her hands slowly travelling down her body, toying over her breasts, her nipples hardening as she gently squeezed them thinking of Brandon and that killer smile, how amazing his cock at been, licking her lips gaziantep escort at the thought of him. Any thoughts of her coyness a million miles away, as she wondered what she had become, she was so desperate to see Brandon, not even caring of the situation she was getting herself into.
Her other hand unable to resist drifting down between her legs, gently teasing between her lips, mind still focussed on Brandon, desperate to feel his perfect cock not just between her lips but buried deep inside her as she slid two fingers into herself imaging it was Brandon, biting her bottom lip as her fingers pushed slowly in.
Squeezing her breast as she eased her fingers in and out a gentle moan escaping her lips, "Ohhhhh Brandon yes.....fuck me," her eyes opening as she heard herself, surprised by her words but knowing she meant it as she kept sliding her fingers in and out of her soaking wet pussy.
Water splashing as she worked her fingers harder and faster, louder moans escaping her lips, the thin walls of her apartment no doubt not helping, her neighbours definitely waking up this morning to the sounds of her cumming but unable to stop as she kept going. Her hips shaking wildly as a huge orgasm crashed over her in the bath, slowing her finger down as she gasped for breath, recovering.
Lying there, her eyes open, still trying to catch her breath, her orgasm so intense not sure what came over her but knowing she enjoyed it, thoughts of seeing Brandon had her heart racing with a mixture of excitement and nerves, she didn't even know if he would be there or if he was, would he be interested in her.
All these thoughts running through her mind had brought her shyness and coyness crashing over her once again as she gathered herself, she quickly washed and climbed out of the bath wrapping herself in a towel and checking the time, 8.12am, still plenty of time.
Over the next thirty minutes Stevie proceeded to try on every outfit that she had in her wardrobe never satisfied with what she picked out thanks to a mixture of nerves and being overly worried about her body. It was either, to dressy, not dressy enough, to casual, to revealing, nothing worked.

Eventually she settled on a knee length black skirt, just showing enough of her legs without being too slutty, which hugged her hips showing of her curves and a low cut v neck top with guns