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disc with their finished product on it to Emily’s apartment. Knotted inside with fearful anticipation, Emily sat on her couch and told Luke, ‘Do it!’
    His trembling fingers fed the disc to her DVD player. ‘Here’s what we did with your script, Em. I hope you like it.’
    The name of the short film,
Young Love
, appeared on the screen, followed by the plain name – they didn’t have a logo yet – of their almost born company.
    A
NAKED AND IN LOVE
PRODUCTION
    Emily clutched at Luke’s thigh. He covered her hand with his own. On the screen …
    Aileen, dressed in loafers, thin OTK white socks, a short pleated skirt, white shirt and striped tie, hair in bunches, entered her bedroom, followed by Tony in jeans and a tight white T-shirt. Aileen had turned out to be a whiz with make-up. Somehow, she’d made him look even younger than he usually did. They let book bags thump to the floor.
    â€˜You sure my coming over is OK with your folks?’ he asked.
    â€˜I told you, baby, they’re away for the weekend, so we can “study” as late as we like, right?’ She threw herself backwards onto the bed. The motion flipped her short skirt high enough to expose a plump triangle nestled in her plain white cotton panties.
    â€˜It took four takes to get her skirt to fall that way,’ Luke told Emily.
    â€˜Was it worth it?’
    â€˜Tony says there are lots of guys into “up-skirt”. See the way the cotton moulds into the crease of her pubes? That’s called a “camel toe”, also very popular.’
    â€˜So who “moulded” it?’
    â€˜Not me, honest. She did it herself.’
    â€˜Maybe I better come to the next shoot, just to keep an eye on you.’
    â€˜You’d be welcome, really, but you know you can trust me, Em.’
    Emily grinned. ‘I know, and you don’t want your executive producer watching over your shoulder. No directors do.’
    Luke nibbled her ear. ‘They would if the producer was you.’
    â€˜Sssh.’
    On the screen, Tony was sitting next to Aileen and leaning over her. Her shirt had pulled out of the waistband of her skirt, exposing a thin strip of tummy. He bent lower, lips pursed as if to kiss the tantalising ribbon of skin, but pulled back as if uncertain.
    â€˜Is it OK if I kiss you?’ he asked Aileen.
    â€˜You’ve kissed me before.’
    â€˜I know, but …’
    She pulled his face to hers and brushed her lips over his.
    â€˜Oh, sweetheart,’ he moaned. ‘I do love you.’
    She answered by parting her lips and running her tongue across his.
    â€˜Did I write him as being a bit too slow, do you think?’ Emily asked.
    â€˜Guys like to be seduced.’
    â€˜I never had to seduce you,’ Emily said.
    â€˜With us it was mutual.’
    Emily moved her hand from his thigh to his crotch. ‘Mutual is good.’
    The couple in the video were kissing passionately by then but their lips weren’t pressed together so that the viewer could see their tongues writhe together.
    â€˜Oh good!’ Emily said. ‘You managed to show their tongues the way I asked.’
    â€˜I shot what you wrote, Emily, as much as possible.’
    â€˜That deserves to be rewarded.’
    â€˜Rewarded?’
    She tugged the tab of his zipper down.
    â€˜Oh –
rewarded
.’
    â€˜Watch the movie,’ she told him.
    â€˜You too.’
    â€˜I don’t watch with my hands.’ The fingers of her right hand slipped into his fly. Her other hand worked on his belt buckle. ‘You know, Luke, watching my words come to life on the screen is a big turn-on for me.’
    â€˜Me too. Knowing that this is all out of your imagination is like you’re fucking me with your head.’
    â€˜Head? Did you say “head”?’
    â€˜You know what I mean, but now that you mention it …’
    â€˜That I can’t do and watch the