Tangled Hearts Scene 2 Part 1

Chapter 258

Tangled Hearts Scene 2

Part 1

 

Mr. Tate said. "Best scene so far Mark. The way you flipped your hair like some Baywatch chick coming out of the shower gave me such a boner as my mouth drooled. Those Mary’s won’t know what to do with themselves the moment you arrived you were hot and sexy to the very core. Hell boy, I was wondering where in the hell was this boy a few years ago. I could have sold you for three times the asking price just for that one shot alone, in fact, I plan to use that shot for the cover of my magazine with a few changes of course."

Mom pushed her way through said. “He got it all from his little sister Loren and he pulled it off nicely and Mark isn’t on the market to be sold. So get that idea through your head that none of my boys are up for sale, Mr. Tate.”

Mr. Tate growled angrily, said. “I am just stating the fact Mrs. Carrion that Mark just proved once again he can be useful, Now be ready to shoot your scene in 30 before we move on to the next scene.”

Mom said, “fine, but don’t you dare make him dirty it up anymore then he already has.” She flipped her fake wig headed up the stairs to the principles office. Mom was playing the part as Marks mother and the new principle of Beingum High School. I wasn’t in this scene considering I had gone inside the school build. Mark was on still on his mark by the flag pole.

Everywhere I looked the place had been repainted with new lighting including the lockers the hallway was small in comparison today’s school hallways, there was of course cameras everywhere to show us entering the school building, and cameras behind us showing student extras going about their normal school day as they go into the other holding rooms that weren’t actually being used as classrooms. The hallway was painted with bright creamy hospital white with a red and black stripe along its sides, and homemade school posters announcing the big dance after the football game tonight and the dance tomorrow night.

I took my seat in the room that said for actors only, which was guarded by Tony and his men as our bodyguards. Jeff wasn’t with him, and it bothered me, but I knew he was making sure that Mr. Tate and his clean up crew couldn’t do much more then get pissed off being as Jeff is quite good in creating mayhem all on his own. Mr. Tate had placed a large screen TV inside the room so we could see how we looked on camera and how everything was working. So everyone can see us.

There were two clocks in our room one was for real time, and the other was for filming time which would be sped up from 10 to fifteen minutes in a matter of a few seconds to make it look we had spent a real classroom hour inside the classroom other than a few minutes. My mother was also waiting inside the room. She hated my hair as she frowned looking at me in full custom.

She wanted so bad to wipe off the makeup off my face and re-comb my hair, but if she did, it would delay me. So all she said. “So that wasn’t bad as I thinking it would be.”

I said that’s because I didn’t have to do anything other than stand there and look hot and sexy.”

She had me turn around a couple of times so she could get a good look at me, then gave heavy sigh. “I guess, if you must do this, then I might as well get used to the idea that my son is going to turn tricks, even though I would prefer that you didn’t say anything about it to your grandmother or she will personally tan both our hides.”

The TV came on showing my adoptive Mom inside the principle office wearing a dark blue business suit, which consisted of a dark navy blue waist skirt navy blue, and white button down blouse, and black high heels. Mom looked hot, with her long auburn hair tied into a bun and red lipstick.

Her blouse was slightly unbuttoned low enough to show off a little skin as her breasts seemed constrained giving off the bulge that she wanted to free those bad boys. My mother said she looked like a prostitute on steroids. The camera panned a little as the paperwork was being shuffled at her desk as she bent over letting the camera kiss her a*s as the other one got a closer look at her opened blouse noticing she wasn’t wearing a bra.

Within minutes you could hear Mark riding up to the school as the cameras panned in his direction after they had panned the school finding me where I was talking to my girlfriends. Using to films meshing together, to make it look as if I was still there, but not really there at all as the camera switched back to Mom as she made her way to the windows facing the front of the school.

The office was made of dark wood paneling with lots of green plants sitting on the windowsill. She had a nice seating area with a large black leather couch, a glass coffee table with several loose magazines fan out.  The carpet was gray and boring stating the school wasn’t rich.

Mom looked down at Mark and tsked at him when watching him ride upon the grass, of her school. Again everything was being mashed together to look like one scene, and I had to admit Mark really did look good and very much like the bad boy and the spoiled rich kid.

Mom shook her head when Mark did the cigarette thing, but it turned into a laugh, as Mom said. “Mark, what I am going to do with you.” She started to unbutton her blouse a little as Antonio came into the office surprising her causing her to turn around and say.  “Oh don’t think you should be in class, Mr. Bronson? What would the teachers think if they saw us together like this?”

Antonio look good enough to eat, dressed in a brown suit coat, white shirt, and black slim tie. Wearing tan pants red socks and dark brown penny loafers. He wore short crop wig with a little gray on mixed in his dark brown hair, and wire-frame glasses that made him a little nerdy, but sexy at the same time. No one would think he had a thing for boys.

Well not now anyway as he was seeing Mom for sexual favors which would get him thrown out of any school if the school board knew about his dark little secrets. In a way, it was painting a sign on the school board that things like this were happening more often then they believed was the case or didn’t want to wake up smell the coffee. In fact, I wondered where these ideas came from considering the source as I looked towards Mr. Tate.

He crossed the room as his foot closed the door and locked it from the inside. The glass on the door was made of frosted glass to prevent people from looking in, said reading his lines. “Like I care about what they have to say, I only care about you my dove, besides I wanted to see Mark before he makes my day a living hell. I am assuming he doesn’t know about us?” Mom didn’t turn around as he wrapped his arms around her and kissed the back of her neck.

Mom turned as he placed his hand on her breasts cupping them inside her shirt, softly pushed him towards the couch and straddled him as he finished undoing the rest of her blouse lifting it off her shoulders as he cupped her right breasts to his mouth than did the same to her left breast. 

The bell rang, but they didn’t move nor did they stop, making out as his hands found their way under her skirt as they were kissing; reviling Moms tan thighs and pink lace panties and nylons as she slipped off her shoes letting them fall to the floor leaning up so he could pull them down and play with her sweet spot as his pants and belt began to lower with his boxers to the floor with Moms panties as she slips him inside her only wearing her skirt and nylons socks.

Mom moaned.” You’re going to make your self late for classes.”

He said. “They can wait; I just need something to get me through until lunch.”

Mom gave a giggle then there was a knock on her door as the door handle wiggled as they knocked again, Mom yelled back. “I am busy...”

Someone said. “Ma’am your son has arrived.”

Mom yelled. “Thanks, but I am aware of that,”

I knew someone was in the room giving them their cue cards, but it looked like she wasn’t using them. Mom got up and quickly redid her blouse and straightened her blouse, giving time for Antonio to do the same watching him pull up his boxers and pants Mom licked her lips seeing his exposed penis, being fairly large like Chef Philips.

Mom read her next line opening the door. “I think that should do it, I’ll send these boys directly to you as agreed that they could use some “extra help” with their studies so they won’t be so far behind like they were last year.  I intend to see too that every boy and girl that comes here gets a chance at graduating and attend college with high marks. We have to start planning their future now before it is too late.”

Mom opened the door the rest of the way and he left the room with Mom going back to her desk picking up a folder with a bunch of papers inside. The scene faded and Mr. Tate yells cut. “Not bad Mrs. Carrion I could use a lot more skin in that last bit by the window. But other than that it was just ok. Not great, but I don’t have time to run it again if I want to get through the other scenes today. We can do more once we have it in the can and really start filming instead of a quick scene of introducing our main characters.”

Mom growled back. “What more did you want, Mr. Tate having Antonio ravage me and bend me over naked across the couch and play hide the snake up my a*s as I scream hot moaning words?”

Mr. Tate said. “Actually Mrs., Carrion that was exactly what I wanted, and everyone has already seen your breasts in the last film leading up to this one advent. So I will remind you we are not making a Disney film… we are doing upscale sex film. Now go see makeup while I take Mark and shoot some poses I can use for the cover of our magazine; giving the crew time to set up for the classroom scene so we can send the kiddies home and really get to the good stuff.”

“By the way Mr. and Mrs. Carrion there will be no time for the pep rally scene, besides it was nothing but a fluff piece anyway and I would have to cut anyway, so we will do the classroom scene first with Mark, Terry, and Nate.”

Dad said. “No, Mr. Tate the girls have been hard putting that pep rally scene together if you give me a minute we can make quick change where we both get what we want.” Knowing we need that scene to give us time to help Tony and his team using our secret weapon?”

Dad and Mr. Vincent put their heads together and began writing as fast they could and Dad handed Mr. Tate the advisement, Dad said. “We can do it, but well be a little late than expected to get back, but I think Chef Philips will understand after I explain that we really needed make sure we get this premier off to a good start. Even if I have to recruit more help for them when we get back including many of us parents.”

Mr. Tate gave a tired defeated sigh. “Fine, but it better be something worth filming.” Dad gave a nod called Cindy and Jake's name telling them to report to the makeup trailer.

Mr. Tate set up the photo shoot cameras out by the flag pole he couldn’t do much being so out in the open of our fan club and our extras milling around him. He growled with frustration as he told Mark that he wanted him to do the sample kit poses. Using his best poses, he nodded and sat on his bike stood next the bike and Mr. Tate said the word go taking several clicks as Mark posed with his shirt on then took it off causing the girls to foam at the mouth seeing his well-muscled body close up. He ended the shot with free standing wheelie straddling the bike with the front tire in the air. He must have given what Mr. Tate wanted because he had a huge tent in his pants.

Mr. Vincent stepped forward on to the steps of the school with a clipboard in his hand yelling out numbers and placing those numbers in groups as he told them the things we wanted them to do. While the crew cleaned up the camera equipment for the photo shot and stored into the large Si mi trailer.

I took my place on my mark inside the entrance of the building. My task was simple. Go to classroom second on the right and take a seat on the first row near the wall. Mark would follow soon after taking the back row near the back and Terry would take a seat on the last row near the mice’s cages. Everyone else would sit around us, and the extras would take the remaining seats. Simple enough we thought as we were given the green light to start walking too class.

The plan Stringum and Dad worked out that I was to leave the classroom with the rest of the students when the mayhem started. And meet them back at our trailer that we as a family were sharing in between scene setups. Everyone else was to head for the gym.

Mr. Tate would be too busy filming inside the classroom to notice that I had left the set with Dad and Stringum and too busy too notice that Tony had left the shoot altogether and was on his way to his team where Jenny was waiting for the green light to go in and extract the parents that were being held against their will by Mr. Tate’s men with orders to kill them all and bury their bodies somewhere in the middle of the desert of Arizona.

The thing was we didn’t have a lot of time to be wasting because I needed to be back inside the gym with the rest of the students in my seat right below Mark so he and I could introduce our selves for the second time. In a polite manly way; before we broke out into a fist fight that caused us to roll on the ground duke it out for the second time; while Dad and Mr. Vincent scene was taking place with Jake and Cindy; where the real filming was taken place, behind the scenes in the boys locker room.

Using them as a distraction for Mr. Tate, while I quickly took care of business before I was needed again without him knowing what had taken place. Simple right, but nothing ever goes according to plan with so many moving parts. Mr. Tate called quiet on the set as the clapboard said scene three, bad boy part 2. 

We begin walking to our designated classroom as the girls hung around me talking about nothing important. Well, nothing important that needed the cameras and mics to pick up as we made our way down the hall. Mark rudely brushed passed me growling. “Watch where you walking you blind idiot.” I pushed back as the girls stood back from us as everyone in the hallway cleared the area as the overhead cameras and mics came into view over us and the students circled around us as they chanted "fight".

Mom came into view moments later said. “That’s enough I will not tolerate fighting in my school. Mark go to my office and wait for me.”

Mark looked at her and said. “Mom I am… just…”

Mom cut him off with a low growl said. “Right now or you could spend the whole day in detention.” She pointed hard towards the stairs at the end of the hall.

Mark growled at me said. “This isn’t over freak.” and made it like he was about to hit me causing me to flinch. But he picked up his helmet and backpacks off the floor and looked at me and Mom pushing his way through the hallway as Mom ordered us all back to class.

I quickly took my assigned seat noticing the stage clock on the wall that said it was almost 9 am sharp. While my watch said it was a little past 11:30 am. We had been shooting for nearly three hours already and we had basically only shot two scenes. In truth that was about 5 to 10 minutes in video time and we haven’t yet shot any really good sex scenes. Even my own mother seemed a little bored by it because everything seemed to be in slow motion. Having stated she never realized how much work goes into making a movie, more less a porn film.

I had to admit I too was fairly bored where all I had to do was sit and smile for the camera even in the classroom scene I didn’t have a lot of lines being the laid back student I was playing. Close enough to be my real life as an actual student. Jake came into the room and took a seat next to Cindy and started to make out right here in the classroom which wasn’t apart of the regional scene.

But since Dad and Mr. Vincent rewrote the next scene where those two would move too the hardcore sex scene which was almost right after Terry as playing the part as Will were was getting squinted for the first time with Antonio playing the part of Mr. Bronson our biology teacher, while was busy with Jeff doing my part of making sure that our team quickly and methodically took care of Mr. Tate’s men without in causalities on our end.

Once everyone had taken their seats and a boom box started to play a song from Twisted Sister; another favorite band of mine as we waited for our teacher too arrive, showing up late as he made his way over to his desk with his brown leather briefcase long after the bell had rung stating class should have started and anyone caught coming in was marked as tardy.