*Josie* Oh mercy of God, he is huge. I gasp at the sight of him, realising too late that he of course was hoping for exactly that reaction, but hell did that guy just stand first in every line when the blessings were getting distributed ? I had heard rumours and seen the internet guess from folds in his pants, and I felt it pressed against me, but restricted by clothes, I knew he wasn't exactly wanting in that department, but seeing it there, literally right in front of my face is something else. He slides down under the cover, clearly trying to get a look at my naked body, smiling smugly, but hey he got every woman on set staring longingly at him right now, some of the men too, I guess he has reason to feel good about himself. There is a lot of noise as everyone is getting ready for the shoot, Tom rolls onto his side, resting on his elbow. "Got a good look at it, Josie ?" "Well pretty hard not to Tom, as you practically showed it in my face". I hiss, trying to forget the image o

*Josie* I wake up a little later, slipping out from Tom's arm, he is fast asleep, looking around for my clothes, or what remains of it, my ripped T-shirt still hangs on me. I find my pants in the other end of the room, not remembering when those came off or how they ended up there, my panties are gone, what the hell did he do with them ? After a couple of minutes of searching I give up and steal his hotel bathrobe and sneak out the door, luckily he is a deep sleeper, so I can get away unnoticed. I go directly to Matt's room, knocking on his door, knowing that he will still be up, waiting for me. "There you are Josie, I was getting worried". He moves aside to let me in, and I walk briskly past him, he closes the door. I sit down on the bed, not really knowing what to say or do, I feel really bad, I know I have done something really bad, but it just felt so good. "So I take it there wasn't much talking, what happened ?" Matt is eyeing the bath robe. I open it, I have no trouble

Warning for some light anal play in case anyone is offended by this. *Josie* I keep telling myself it was another mistake and that of course I won't go to his room, he can't just command me like that. I am not his willing little fuck doll, even though he seems to think so. But why am I finding myself outside his room then ? Why can't I just resist him ? Why can't I be the good faithful girl I has always been ? I am still debating whether to leave and stop this here, when my hand raises itself and knocks on the door. "Oh hi Josie, right on time darling". Tom says, opening the door, flashing me a big smile. He is wearing only a pair of black sweat pants hanging dangerously low on his hips. I walk past him into the room, breathing in deeply and looking at him. "I don't know why I am doing this, Tom. I shouldn't both me and you know that". "Maybe not, I shouldn't either, but I keep hoping that you realise that you should be with me, not just now but for real". He closes the door an

*Josie* I am pacing my trailer the next morning, after having talked to Alex in the morning, him telling me that he can't wait to get me home. I once again feel so very bad, cursing Tom for making me do this. And talking about that handsome devil, there is a knock on my door and Tom comes walking in. "Morning Josie baby". "Tom please don't baby me, I ... We ... It was". I try to find the right words. I have to stop this once and for all, he has to be satisfied by now, he has already made me do things I never thought I would do. He is on me in a flash, pushing me back against the wall. "Don't you dare say it Josie, I promise you, you will regret it dearly". "Tom stop, it was a mistake ...". I don't get to say another word, he growls at me, his eyes burning angrily and his jaw tense and his hand is pressed hard over my mouth. He is gritting his teeth and then hisses into my ear, he is kind of scary right now. "I warned you Josie and now for your third lesson, if you act like a br

6 months later *Tom* "Tom sweetie, try and relax okay, you end up all sweaty and your hair is already a mess". Sannie, Ben's wife, is putting a hand on my arm. I breathe in deeply, I am pacing a hotel room in LA. Today is the day of the big premiere, today is the day I get to see her again. "Sorry, I am just so damn nervous". "You don't say so, I would have never guessed". Ben says with a chuckle from the couch, and I feel like throwing something at him, but Sannie silences him with a glare. She pats my arm, and I am happy to have them there with me. "I understand Tom, but you have to be prepared for her to bring her fiance or husband if they have been married". I nod, but the idea of her being married to someone else wrenches at my inside, making me feel sick. The last week of filming was hell for me, wanting so badly to take her into my arms, to tell her how I feel, but I didn't. I didn't want to put myself up for more hurt, so I kept my distance, kept up the facade. I had