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gillian anderson

... peeking over the top a little and offering a slight cleavage, which didn't help his already active mind. "Hey," he mumbled a little nervously, unsure whether to look her in the eye or not. "Well you sure grew up since I last saw you, when was that? About five years ago now right?" she said, looking thoughtful for a moment. "Yeah I think so," he said, noticing her full red hair, still as glossy as he ever remember. "Wow. Sorry where are my manners, come in," she said, holding the door open wider for him. "Thanks," he said with a smile and stepped into her suite, the air smelling slightly perfumed. "We never got properly introduced, I'm Gillian," she said, smiling and holding her hand out. He reached out and shook it gently, smiling back at her, wider this time. "I couldn't forget," he said, just wanting to put at least some kind of hint of his adoration of her. "Well plenty of other people seem to manage," she said with a giggle, turning and leading the way into her well-furnished accommodation. He wondered quite what she meant by that comment, but followed her without saying anything more on it, looking at the nice surroundings she had in her hotel room. "Have a seat," she said, waving towards the large leather sofa dominating a large area of the main room. He sat down, sinking into the plush cushions and leaning against the arm. To his surprise and exhilaration, Gillian dropped down on the other end, settling herself in and turning to him. "Umm I brought some scripts with ...

... me," he murmured, unsure quite what to say. "Oh don't worry about that just yet. Tell me a little about yourself, why you wanna go into acting and stuff," she said, smiling pleasantly and putting him at ease. "Umm well," he said, caught a little off guard by the question, his mind temporarily shrugging and leaving his body to deal with it. "Come on don't be shy," she said, offering a hopeful expression after seeing his near-terror. "Well I've always been interested in TV and films, enjoyed drama. People said I had a natural sort of talent for it so I just sort of followed that. Want to get into a good acting school, which hopefully people like you can teach me how to be good enough to do," he said, looking up at her. "Wow, well I'm flattered," she said, keeping a good humour and attitude. "No problem," he mumbled, not even sure if she'd heard. "Don't worry, I'm sure I can teach you something of use," she said, almost purring at him as she said it. He shook it off, knowing it must be just his mind playing tricks on him. "So what about you, what you working on at the moment?" he asked, hoping he sounded more confident. "Oh a few things, done a couple of TV shows here and some stage work, won an award if you heard?" she added, evidently wanting to impress him just a little bit. "Yeah I read, well done," he said, shifting a little on the soft leather couch. "Thanks," she said, crossing her legs sexily, the skirt slipping up to offer him a slight glimpse of thigh. There was a slight ...