Sophie let out a surprised yelp, bringing up her hands to protect herself then started giggling. ‘ He panted ‘…fuck… cut! It consisted of a low cut, short sleeved top that left her midriff bare, a short frilly skirt with pink lace and a microscopic apron. ‘ He panted ‘…fuck… Sophie screwed her eyes shut, awaiting the inevitable, then gasped when she felt the cake squish over her chest. ‘Great, look up and give us a smile, that’s right…!’ Sophie couldn’t make out where Mike was, the lights half blinded her, turning the crew into vague silhouettes, but his instructions were clear enough. Bits of it slowly sliding down and plopping to the ground as she lay there frozen in surprise. A few moments later she was examining herself in the full length mirror and her doubts were coming back stronger than ever. We’ll need to keep it out of her face.’
Sally looked at him and raised an eyebrow, the corner of her mouth twitching in a half smile, then she turned to Sophie and gave her
