I felt almost euphoric when I noticed you on the set. I needed to know who you were. Were you visiting a friend? Were you one of the director's daughter?
I asked around and you were just there because Your moms a long-time friend of Elizabeth Olsen and decided to drag you into the set to visit her.
After a few set takes they gave us a break and I noticed you sitting in the break room one knee crossed over the other reading some kid's book.
I was intrigued by you and decided to walk by you and sit next to you. “Whatchu reading?” I asked hopefully it didn't come off as weird.
You take your eyes off your book and I notice that your eyes light up. Maybe because I was the only person other than Elizabeth to speak to you…
“It's uh um they both die at the end it's really good,” you say in a nervous manner. I could tell that you were anxious. But I don't mind I like it your voice is soft like my first love.
“That book is pretty deep for a young girl like you isn't it?” I say you bit your soft pink lips “ I guess it is but I don't mind” you respond in a low voice.
“What's your name?” I say locking eyes with you “it's uh y/n” you say quickly breaking eye contact.
I quickly noticed that you don't like eye contact and it scares you.
“cute name and uh how old are you?” I say pulling out my phone from my pocket. “I'm 13 what about you,” you say in an angelic tone.
“I'm about 35 does that scare you?” I glance at you with you a devilish smirk. “Why would that scare me?” I watch you pull your phone out of your pink purse.
“Give me your number so we can continue you this,” I say as I grab your phone out of your small soft hands.
“The password is 1427” you quietly say I quickly enter the password and click on contacts I put my number in and hear the director break over.
I give you your phone back and check you out before I leave, seeing your soft legs shaven and your collar bones exposed with your small pink crop top and those short soft pink skirt.
I quickly head to the set and resist heading over to the bathroom and jacking off to your small body
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