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When I was sitting on the beach, waiting for a wave to arrive and get me wet in my two-piece black swimsuit, the producer screamed, "Good lesley!" I couldn't believe it!

When he said, "Kneel then bend, topper, you're beneath Lesley," a man who seemed like a teenager grinned at me and appeared to be lying down appeared behind him.

"Now behave like a pair," he urged, before I smiled, touched his neck, and looked right into his eyes. "Now act like a couple," he added again.

His hands were brushing my waist this time, and I sat on his crotch this time, in keeping with the increasingly sensual tone of the scene.

He was taken aback by what I did, so I stepped up and gently caressed his chin, prompting him to look up at me.

"All right, take a rest." Then I ended my relationship with the youngster and dried my wet garments that had been soaked by the waves.

After saying "Wow, that was fantastic," he moved away from my seat, and the water sprayed me in the face.

"Thank you," I said, before acc