Well, Manc Man has sent me the script. Not literally, but as good as!
I am an aspiring actress and I'm turning up for my audition in his adult movie! Oh god, I'm giggling as I write this!I have to answer questions, strip slowly and follow his instructions with particular positions, play erotically with myself (yawn, such a man thing...),and with my permission, ONLY with my permission, he then wants to take a few snaps and then give me a feisty, hearty fuck...still 'IN ROLE.'
MMmm.

Slight alarm bells...however, I have to say, if this was with Floyd Fan, we'd have the steamiest most electric build up to a fantastic night, morning, afternoon of delightfully horny shennanigans...to use his word...

Therefore, I may give this audition a miss! Rather ironic really as I was actually begging for auditions some months back!

And France, (He goes to France on business soon and I can't be bothered to think of a different name!)...well, I knew it. The successful, 'I've got everything except...' business man. However, he is definitely the most articulate and dare I say, 'sensible'...of them all. He seems safe yet sexy and intelligent and astute ...
Well travelled and well read...
Married and in a similar situation to me, wanting the same as me. Prepared to give the time and the inconvenience and everything else that is attached to an extra-marital liaison...Must wait 'till he returns in a few days. I can already sense the scales are not balanced, but I must not judge. Not yet.

But I'm not ignoring my instincts this time.

Couple of days at home, then I'm off to the landscape of lake poets; Romantic hillside stanzas and peace and space.