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Oh wow the story just gets better and better, I'm sure poor Stian thought his humiliations were at an end after all the action in the hotel room, looks like he was wrong!

Cannot wait to see what happens in the bath scene. That should be incredible, he'll have to be scrubbed from head to toe I bet.

Another great entry to the story.

Bath scene? I can't wait will it be full nudity or suggested nudity? Will the cameras pick up on it or will it just be the people in the room? I know Stians hormones are going to run rampant! I can't wait!

It's In the Script
Part 38.


The Skorpios takes off for destinations unknown, on a slow chugging voyage toward the Lost Island. In a perfect match right out of central
casting the real captain of the ship looks even more butt ugly and old than the actor playing Captain Wallace. This real ship's captain must be
at least 80 years old, with a patch over one eye and a monocle over the other. With how hot and humid the weather is in the Bahamas, the
captain's monocle tends to get fogged, forcing Captain Crook (yep, that's his real name) to have to wipe his eyeglass with a silk handkerchief
every few minutes. Heaven forbid the ship gets into a squall or worse a tropical storm and the captain loses his only device of being able to
see properly.

After a day being underway, Stian knows why Mrs. Ginger asked him if he gets seasick. The ship rolls constantly, even a ship the size of the
Skorpios which is several hundred feet long. For a whole day Stian found himself bumping into the walls of the ship's passageways or nearly
tripping over his own feet, the signs of being a lifelong landlubber. If a boat this size rocks so much, how did pirates and buccaneers handle
being in a ship that was only a hundred feet long and rolled with every little breath of the sea's breeze? Stian changes his mind about being in
a Pirate movie.

A routine developed on board the boat. In the morning get up and exercise. Eat a hearty but low fat and low sugar breakfast that Mary-Anne,
who seems to do about everything imaginable, brings to the door at Nine am. Get fitted at the wardrobe department which was set up in one of
the cargo holds. The crew's movie lights were put to good use in the cargo hold, giving the wardrobe lady plenty of light to work with, and lots
of light to shine on Stian's body when he has to strip down to his briefs to put on several costumes. Mostly these costumes are regular clothes
that a young teenage boy would wear in the early 1970s. Stian had seen movies made during that time fifty years ago, but he never really thought
about how tight fitting bell bottom jeans would be, or how short the typical shorts are of the time. Did boys really walk around showing that
much leg? The regularity of getting pesky penis popups (and always at the wrong times) became increasingly annoying. Whatever that stuff is
that Mrs. Ginger puts into that mababas tea sure does the trick. Stian's crotch tingles constantly and it feels like he's all swollen down there.
Squeezing himself into early 70s style outfits is irritating at best, though when he looks at himself in the mirror he likes the image of sexy
coolness, sort of like being a younger version of John Travolta in "Saturday Night Fever".

The afternoons were taken up with script reading and character development. Each actor has to learn who they are. It very similar to when a
spy has to take on a new identity in order to fool the bad guys. Body language takes on a whole new concept here. Half of what a character is is
the words they speak, and the other half is the manner in which those words are spoken. A good example of that is the character of Mrs. Loren
Sophia. The actress is from New York City, and when she speaks regularly she sounds like Marissa Tomei in the movie "My Cousin Vinny". Her character is from Bogota Columbia, where the old Spanish aristocracy still ran the country before the drug lords got control of the country. It
was a real lesson to watch her transform from the big city gutter slang talking Mrs. Vergara into the sophisticated and educated Mrs. Sophia. Even
the way she holds a cup of tea completely changes when she is Mrs. Sophia, holding the handle with three fingers with the pinky pointing out and
making sure to hold the saucer as close as possible to the underside of the teacup.

Unknown to Stian at the time, his "unstated" goal in character development is to become completely comfortable in front of the camera as
fewer and fewer clothes are on his body. This becomes clear during the first scene rehearsal. At the back end of the Skorpio is a swimming pool
on the deck. In no way does it resemble the sparkling blue oasis that is a swimming pool on a modern cruise liner with water slides and wave
pools. The pool on the Skorpios is not much more than a twenty foot long hot tub without the water jets on the side. Stian is given a 1969 style Italian briefs swimsuit. It looks similar to a modern speedo; except it's made of cotton instead of 80% polyester and 20% Lycra-spandex. The suit feels like wearing underwear in the water, and when he gets out of the water it clings to Stian's swelling crotch.

To get into character, Mrs. Flanders wants Stian to get used to showing his skin, and to get used to being touched. The director has Stian's
"Mother" put sunscreen on him, all while mother converses with Uncle Cormack Cuthbert. Stian is given very little to say as his "mother" rubs her lotion covered hands up and down his thighs or his tummy, all the while blabbering on about the price of tea in China or some such crap and Uncle
Cormack agrees that the United States should have taken over all the Islands on the Carribean the way the US took over Puerto Rico and Cuba
during the Spanish American War. That way the US would have control of all the Island paradises and its citizens would not get ripped off by
local governments who own the hotels at the best resorts. The good news is Stian doesn't have to remember a whole lot of dialogue for the scene.
The bad news is he's going to get coated with a dozen layers of sunscreen by the time the rehearsals are finished and actual filming takes place.

It doesn't help things that his "mother" wears a scandalously skimpy bikini that barely hides anything. Stian can see the brown edge of his mother's nipples poking out along the seam of the bikini top. Pop goes the penis, as if right on cue. The cotton material has a surprising amount of stretchiness. After twenty minutes of near constant rubbing on his thighs and backside, and even a playful tweak or two on his nipples, Stian
has a bulge sticking up like an Island volcano. If this rehearsal doesn't end soon there may be the rumblings of an earthquake.

Absolutely love the direction the story has gone in now we're actually getting to the filming part.

There's so much potential here for more embarrassment for the poor boy, it's going to be amazing

I wonder if his "mother" knows the effect her outfit is having on Stian?....

It feels like this story will have the boy in a very fortunate position for us readers. Constantly changing script, people working behind the scenes to condition him and him getting teased by the very people who would be at the center of Stians upcoming embarrassment!

I cannot wait.

Back when DVD watching was the main way that people brought movies home to watch, one bonus of that is the extra features on the Disc
Menu. Deleted scenes was a common feature. Director's commentary was another feature on some movies, where the director talks over the
movie and tells you things about filming the scenes. You had to watch the movie first, then watch it a second time with the commentary
feature on. I found it most interesting when the director comments that certain actions in the scene or some dialogue was not part of the
original script. Either the actor decided to do something different, or a "happy" accident took place which was better than what was planned.

Example: The famous first words from the first movie that Matthew McConaughey is in, the "Alright, alright, alright" from the movie
Dazed And Confused is not written in the original screenplay. It's just something the actor did, thinking he needed to say something as he
drove up in the car.

Some changes in this story will have been planned that way by the Director. I also imagine some "happy" accidents happening, ones the director
decides to keep in the movie. Even when Stian does something wrong, something not intended, it might still end up in the final cut of the movie,
causing Stian much embarrassment when he finally sees the full film's final editing (while sitting next to his real mother, how horrifying).

It's In the Script
Part 39.


Not everyone involved in shooting a scene is there during a practice session. The three actors involved in the scene are there, Mommy
Cuthbert, Uncle Cormack Cuthbert, and Stian is there as young Cutty Cuthbert. The only other people there are the movie Director, Mrs. Flanders
and the Director of Photography or cinematographer, from here on out to be called the DOP. Mrs. Flanders had the scene practiced several ways,
the main difference being what body position Stian is in. Mommy and Uncle did their dialogue while Stian was standing, then sitting down, then
finally while lying on his backside. In all positions Stian got a good rubdown from his Mother. Up and down the mom's hands went, every exposed
inch of Stian's body got a thorough coating of sunscreen. All during this practice the DOP kept walking around, looking at everything from every
angle, deciding where to place the camera. One side of the pool got too many reflections off the water. The other side of the pool got too many shadows. Stian had no idea it could take so long to decide where to place the friggin movie camera. Finally, everyone is happy and the
crew is called in to set up the scene and Stian could run off for a moment to take a leak and hopefully get his aroused dick to go down.

When he comes back there are five more guys gathered around the swimming pool area making final preparations. "Time is Money," the director shouts out and everybody gets to their position next to their equipment. The scene begins and seems to be going just fine. Stian only had two
lines to say, and during the actual filming of it, he flubbed his second line near the end of the scene.

"Well, I don't think we should go around just taking every Island out here in the Carribean, just because they're pretty." Mrs. Cuthbert says, as her
hands rub Stian's tummy.

Stian is lying on his back, this being the position Mrs. Flanders decided on using. Stian's bulge in the Italian suit is back, not being able to keep
that pesky thing down, as his "mother" rubs the lotion on his stomach. For some reason the actress is sliding her fingers under the front of his
swimsuit. Stian can feel those fingers brushing up against his pubic hair. Why is she sticking her fingers down there like that, and she's gone silent
and why is she looking at him like that with an expectant expression like she's waiting for him to say something...

Oh shit, the lines..."Could we, um...build a house on an Island? We could go - -"

"Cut! Cut!" says Mrs. Flanders. "Stian, you're late with your line! Let's do it again, everybody."

It takes four takes to get the scene shot. The second mess-up was on Mr. Cuthbert flubbing a line. The third mess-up was on the camera
crew. A gust of wind blew a microphone stand over. During each take "Mother" kept slipping her slippery sunscreen coated fingers down into
Stian's swimsuit, her fumbling fingers searching for some lost treasure. The first time it happened Stian thought it was some accident, but the
actress kept doing it each time and when the director called "Cut" it wasn't because she did not want fingers sliding down the front of Stian's swimsuit. Mrs. Flanders couldn't have missed it, so she must be okay with it. After a full hour of scene practice and the shooting of the scene,
being mostly hard the whole time, Stian was needing to get back to his room and relieve himself. There were so many layers of sunscreen on
him that his skin looks pasty white at the end. Jumping in the shower to wash off, using all that lotion lube for extra benefit as he jerks out his "need for release" never mind that it was only about noon...but no it was not to be. Mrs. Flanders directs Stian over to the equipment manager,
has Stian hosed down right on the deck. The water pressure on the hose was such that it nearly blasted the Italian suit right off of him.

"Go to the galley and get lunch everybody," Mrs. Flanders shouts to everyone.

Stian looks on, dripping wet with his skin blasted red, as the crew secures the gear and the two other actors head inside.

"Should I change into something first?" Stian asks.

"No need for that. We are shooting the other pool scene you are in, the one with Miss Bartlett, right after lunch."

Oh...the swimming pool scene where he shares the same round rubber floatie with his young co-star. He'd been looking forward to seeing the
cute and adorable actress, wondering what type of swimsuit from the 70s they'd have on her, how revealing would it be? Stian had not stopped
his fantasizing about that scene to think what type of swimsuit he'd be wearing. Now he knows this Italian suit is both skimpy and loose
fitting at the same time. He knows how much he bulges out when he gets excited. How is he going to do the next scene without getting too
excited?

It's In the Script
Part 40.


Stian stepped out onto the back deck of the Skorpios feeling chilled. Not only had he just finished eating lunch while wearing nothing but the
skimpy Italian swimsuit, but the air conditioning was cranked up in the galley and the metal seat was cold as an ice cube. It's amazing how the
cold goes right through a wet single layered swimsuit made of cotton. It's an odd experience being the only nearly naked person in the room, the
only kid in the room among all those adults. There were two lunches being served in the galley. The movie crew were eating chili topped hot
dogs. The actors were served an iceberg lettuce wedge salad topped with fried cubes of tofu. What's the bleep with that crap. Stian wanted a
hot dog. One significant person was not in the galley, Miss Bartlette.

Stian's body immediately starts to warm up as soon as he is back in the sun at the pool deck. Seeing Miss Baretta Bartlette sitting in her
designated chair by the side of the pool, getting last minute alterations to her hair and makeup, warms Stian up in other ways. The actress
is wearing a white bikini with black polka dots, looking like a Dalmation. Stian had found out, by asking Mrs. Ginger, that Miss Bartlette is now twelve years old. It's been a year since her big role in the Mermaid movie, and certain anatomical features have developed nicely since she
showed off a flat chest as a mermaid girl. Stian steps over in her direction. Miss Bartlette looks up, and she has on dark reflective sunglasses.
She smiles as Stian approaches.

"Did you enjoy your lunch? I got mine served in my room. Strange combination though, a tofu salad and a chili-dog."

"You got both a salad and a dog? I only got a salad," Stian replies, wondering what's going on. Hmmmm...that's so strange. Mrs. Flanders must
want the girl to put on weight, while keeping it off of him, and Stian is not pleased. He's still hungry.

The makeup woman is done with Miss Bartlette, and she packs up her makeup kit. It's a type of makeup Stian has never seen before, designed to
be used in the water and not get runny. Miss Bartlette stands up and she turns around, asks Stian if he thinks she looks pretty in her bikini. Of
course Stian tells her she looks fabulous and that is no lie. The wardrobe lady must have picked out a special bikini top to match the bottom.
The suit is a polka dot bikini, black dots on the white background. Somehow the top, the two halves that cover the budding breasts of the
actress, only have a single black dot on each half of the top. The single black dots appear to be perfectly positioned to be where Miss Bartlett's nipples would be if she was topless. This topless effect of the suit, combined with the lovely legs, and a backside to the bikini bottom that barely
covers Miss Bartlett's butt, gets Stian warmed up even more and the blood really starts flowing to all the most pertinent parts.

Mrs. Flanders shows up and she starts barking orders. "You do know your lines perfectly?" she shouts at Stian, with Stian nodding his head yes, nodding his head while praying to the silver screen gods that he doesn't forget a line.

The scene starts off with Stian in the pool, lying on top of a large circular float. It's the type of floating device that was popular with young
people at lakes and rivers, the inner tube. It's like a big black donut that one sort of sits on while slumping the rear end down into the water.
Little inner tubes have no room left when one sits in the "Donut hole". Big inner tubes have plenty of room to spare and one can slip all the way
through the hole if one doesn't hang onto the sides. The tube that Stian is on is one of the big ones.

"Everybody set? Everybody ready?...and action..."

Stian looks up at the sky as seagulls go swooping directly overhead (released directly from cages. Even the birds have to be micro-managed).
It's a beautiful day on the sea and the sky has lovely puffy white clouds. Stian looks over toward the corner of the pool and he sees a young girl
stepping over to the water. She walks like a model would on a runway at a fashion show, accentuating every move of every bone and joint of
her body. The girl in the polka dot bikini slips into the water. Stian watches as the girl expertly swims from one side to the other, moving through
the water as if she were a sea nymph. Then the girl disappears under the water. Stian looks around that side of the pool but he doesn't see her.
Could she be drowning? Stian lifts himself up to see better over the side of the large inner tube. Straining his eyes he still can't see her.

Suddenly the girl pops up between his legs, which are spread wide to balance himself in his lifted-up position.

"Hi there. Who are you?" the girl asks, as her head and shoulders poke up above the water, positioned between his legs with her head close to
where his knees are. The girl is smiling, so cute, such a sexy beast she is, and her face is not much more than a foot away from Stian's crotch.
Seeing the girls face so close to his man parts, the face of one of the most famous young actresses in the whole wide world, has Stian on the
verge of fumbling and bumbling his first line in the scene and the body parts tucked into the Italian swimsuit start bulging out once again.

"Oh ah, hi there. I'm Cutty. I'm with the Cuthbert family. It's our first time on a...um...nice boat like this."

Filming underway at last.

I hope Stian nails his lines and doesn't get the crew or director angry by messing up, we wouldn't want the poor boy to get in trouble....

Loving it still, and I've no idea where the story is going next so it's very exciting, cannot wait for the next installment!

It's In the Script
Part 41.


When Miss Bartlette slipped into the water of the swimming pool, Stian wished for a moment he was just an extra in the scene. He wished
he was over at the side of the pool, with goggles on and face underwater, as he watched the lithe and slender form of the cute actress as she
swam back and forth like...well, like a mermaid. Stian watched that Mermaid movie at the big screen when it came out, then a couple times
more on streaming. He imagined being the main boy in the movie, mainly imagined being the actor getting to work so close to Miss Bartlette
and to see her wearing nothing but a fishtail up close. Stian was thirteen at the time, and still at an age where the young mermaid was a total
turn-on even with barely any perceptible mounds, the girl's nipples only raised up little nubs on her otherwise flat chest. That was enough to get
Stian squirming in his movie theater seat having to adjust the front of his trousers. For months afterward Stian fantasized about rolling in the
surf with her, kissing her, feeling her backslide as the fishy scales fell away to reveal real girl skin.

A year later, on the set of a new movie, Stian's finds his little mermaid up close and personal, so close that Miss Bartlette's face is no more than
a foot away from his crotch.

"Nice boat you call this?" Miss Bartlette says. "This boat is ancient. It's not much better than a garbage barge...but don't tell anyone I said that.
My father is the captain of this vessel," and then the girl climbs up onto the inner tube, using Stian's legs for hand grips, and she flops the upper
half of her body across Stian's body.

The beautiful actress places her hands on Stian's shoulders, her tummy pressing against Stian's crotch. Miss Bartlette giggles and she glances downward. Stian assumes the giggle is caused by the girl noticing how firm and stiff his bulge is. She probably didn't expect to feel anything and
was surprised by how the mound down at the bottom of Stian's swimsuit resisted being pushed down. With how aroused Stian was, his bulge
refused to flatten down under the girl's weight, could feel it pressing into the girl's tummy. This particular position wasn't mentioned in the script,
or was it and Stian didn't really pay attention to that little detail?

Stian wasn't late, but he stuttered the beginning of his line, "I uh, me me me met him. Seems like a nice guy."

"You're such a nice liar. Pops is a cranky old sea dog," and the girl giggles again. "You better not let him catch you out here with me like this.
The last boy he tied up by the ankles and dragged his ass under the boat. It's called keelhauling."

"But I was here first," young Cutty Cuthbert protests, and actor Stian hopes his facial expression appropriately shows the right amount of fear
at the possibility of being dragged underneath the ship. Stian hopes his eyes are not bugging out too much, that his mouth is not too overly
gaping. An actor over acting is worse than an understated performance.

A shadow goes across them. "Oh, someone's coming," the girl says, and she suddenly slips her body down. Miss Bartlette's body slides down
Stian's like it's a slide. The girl's head goes underwater, but not before the bottom of her chin bumps into the bulge between Stian's legs. Her
hands slide down the chest, down the tummy and all of the girl disappears under the water, except for one hand. Miss Bartlette's right hand
clamps down right onto the bulge in the Italian swimsuit, grabs hold and holds on like an octopus that just caught a crab.

Stian looks over at the corner of the pool where the shadow appeared from. It's not the salty old seadog of a dad/captain. It's the rich and
sophisticated Mrs. Sophia walking toward the deck chairs. Stian looks back and forth from the busty beauty walking along the pool deck to the
hand gripping his groin. That hand is squeezing him down there, probably not intentionally, but because the girl is trying to maintain position
directly underneath, using Stian's body and the inner tube as a visual shield.

Mrs. Sophia slips out of her mini-robe and she lies down on the deck chair to catch the rays of the sun, and dang that woman has some nice
shapely legs for a woman who is thirty something. After what seemed like a full minute Miss Bartlette comes back up. Her hand still grips, still squeezes his bulging boy bits, and Stian feels much harder and stiffer than he did a few minutes ago.

"Was it my dad?" the girl asks as she sputters and spits water.

"No. It was just Mrs. Sophia," Stian answers, and so far everything said has been to the script. However, was it in the script for Miss Bartlette
to be grasping, gripping...hell, groping Stian this way? "Um...missy, you have your hand..." and Stian looks downward with a slight nod of his
head. The girl sees what her hand is grasping and she giggles, but doesn't let go for another three or four seconds as she gives Stian one more
good squeeze.

"I was wondering how I was so well anchored," Miss Bartlette says, and now both actors in the scene are making up new dialogue.

"I see you are off script," Mrs. Flanders shouts out. "But go with it. Improvise. Do what feels natural."

So even though unexpected things happened, even though the words spoken were unplanned and unrehearsed, the director wants them to
go with it, keep the scene going. It's improvisation time. Stian can see the camera is coming in closer, zooming in. Miss Bartlette is staring
right at the massive bulge in the cotton briefs style swimsuit, her hands on Stian's thighs, a gleaming in the girl's eyes, little reflections of light sparkling off of the droplets of water on her lips.

"You're a boy, right? A big growing boy. I don't know much about boys. I've never been to school much and daddy won't ever tell me anything,
even if I asked him... Umm, what I want to know...since I don't know, believe me I really don't...Ah um, why do boys have balls?"

Stian is at a loss for words. A couple seconds goes by and he does NOT hear the word "CUT". The scene continues and he must say something,
but what the creeping crap does he say to that crazy question? What possessed Miss Bartlette to ask something like that? And will she stop
staring at the bulge in the swimsuit like that. How is this professional?