I reached up and unpinning my blonde hair, shook my head, allowing it to flow down my shoulders and back. Putting the note on the bed, I rose and giving the camera a last seductive look, turned and left the room.

I crossed the short distance to the next set and stopped when a member of the crew raised his hand while listening to someone speaking into the mic in his ear. He put up three fingers and I took a deep breath as he lowered them one by one.

When he signaled me with his now closed fist. I knocked softly on the door, "Brian, it's me, honey, you...