She lay on the couch like one of perfect Ankara girls WhatsApp, stretching up her right leg, and smoothed thin white nylon with her palms. I watched this incomparably erotic spectacle, being excited, more and more, and restoring the condition after the just experienced orgasm. A week has passed since the day when I finally felt full harmony in my life…

I worried as a hell. Teeth got ache so much that they were like itching from the inside – you probably know this horrible feeling of huge worrying and anticipation at the same time. My turn for the auditioning, judging from the number, I got on my hands, was approximately in an hour and a half. I tried to relax but nothing seemed to help. Every time I exhaled deeply and tried to immerse myself in asana, the treacherous feeling came back to me soon once again. I couldn’t help it – that’s just all me.

I went into the toilet as when I worry, I wanna pee. The toilet area was mutual for both men and women – a pity but, I suppose, a necessity if it is located in a large filming pavilion with hundreds of extras. At least, cabins are closed so I came there. Finishing, in the lobby with hand washers and driers, I saw a charming man. He was washing his hands. He smiled me and, when I started washing my hands, he already wiped his and left the premise.