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arguments on the set in the
distance.
     
    She held her phone with one hand and typed with one thumb as she worked
herself with the other hand.
     
    “OK.”
     
    “Are the panties down too? No cheating.”
     
    Gia’s eyes were hanging half open and she was breathing through parted
lips as she typed, “They R down around my ankles & I’m spread 4 U.”
     
    “Good”, Jack typed. “I know you are already touching yourself because you
are such a naughty, little girl.”
     
    “I am”, she typed back. “I so am. I’m sorry.”
     
    “Pretend like they are my fingers.”
     
    “They R UR fingers, Jack. UR doing this 2 me.”
     
    He typed, “Lift your shirt up. Take your tits out for me.”
     
    Gia set down her phone and pulled up her shirt past her breasts. She grabbed
the phone back up.
     
    “OK.”
     
    “If I was there, I would be using my tongue and my cock to torture you
with pleasure. You would do everything I said and you’d love it, you dirty,
dirty girl.”
     
    Gia’s fingers moved faster. She typed, “U R torturing me, Jack. Look what
U R doing 2 me.”
     
    “I see it”, he typed. “I’m right there taking you for myself right now.”
     
    “I’m going 2 CUM!!!”
     
    She dropped the phone using both hands. Her chest heaved causing her
breasts to shake. Her face tightened and went red. She tried to hold it in, but
a groan and a squeak escaped her as she shook hard enough the rattle the fake
outhouse above her.
     
    She collapsed touching herself more slowly as she gasped for air. Her
real sweat had run through her fake gel sweat, so make-up was going to have to
spray her down again.
     
    “Back to set.” The voice was close.
     
    Gia said, “Oh, shit.”
     
    She pulled her shirt up and jerked back up her shorts and panties. “I’m
coming. Just a minute.”
     
    I really am cumming, she thought.
     
    The voice was already moving away calling everyone else back to set.
     
    She took another deep breath and picked up her phone again.
     
    Jack had typed, “Are you still there?”
     
    “I am”, Gia typed back. “That was intense.”
     
    “I’m glad”, Jack wrote. “Now tell me what you would do to me.”
     
    Gia sighed.
     
    She typed, “I have to go back to set. I’ll do you during my next break.
Sorry.”
     
    Jack sent a sad face. He typed, “I want to do more than sexting during
your breaks.”
     
    Gia chewed at the inside of her mouth. She sent, “What do you have in
mind?”
     
    “IDK”, came back almost immediately.
     
    Gia found her fingers hovering above the keyboard on her screen with the
same hesitation she had felt before she took things to the next level with Jack
the Liker the first time. If any of this got out – ever – she would be
embarrassed in public. Of course, how embarrassed could a co-star of Southern
Sluts vs. the Lizard Kings of Hillbilly Creek really get from a sexting
scandal? Don would not like it at all, she supposed.
     
    This was another moment of decision. It was probably a bad decision. How
could it be anything else? Her life was a trail of bad decisions leading all
the way across the country from Dark Orchard to Hollywood.
     
    “Why stop now?” Gia whispered.
     
    “Back to set!” The shout came again.
     
    The startling voice set her fingers into motion more than any real
conscious choice.
     
    She typed, “Do you want to play another new game with me, Jack?”
     
    “Tell me”, he typed back right away.
     
     
    ***

Chapter 4:
     
    Play My Game
     
     
    Gia couldn’t find her phone anywhere. She stood in the middle of her
living room and looked around at the magazine covered surfaces. Clean laundry
from a week ago still sat in a basket on the end of the couch. It had tipped
onto the cushion spilling out. A few clean socks fell onto the carpet mixing
with the dirty ones.
     
    “The sheep and the goats are mixing,” she said to the room. She couldn’t
remember where the reference was from or what it really