After finishing her job in Los Angeles, Angela hurried back to Boston and started her studies and career again. Although I only stayed in Los Angeles for a few days, it still had some influence on the later stage of "Brokeback Mountain". After all, Angela was also responsible for the soundtrack in addition to supervising the editing of the film, and the release time was still set for December.
"I don't get it, why are you always so tight on time?" Ed complained more than once, while Angela continued to do her own thing - couldn't tell him that she needed a good movie a year to maintain her influence power
Fortunately, Angela already has a draft on the soundtrack, and this is Boston, and Williams lives not far from the studio. If she needs it, she can go to ask for advice at any time, so she can make up for it with a little effort. return. But the price of this is that the time spent in the dormitory is greatly reduced.
I have no choice. Angela sighed in her heart, and continued to use the mouse to edit the picture on the computer. Since the beginning of last year, she has been learning to edit videos with a computer from time to time. So far, she has barely gotten started. After all, she doesn't have a lot of time.
"It's done here, Miss Angela." A staff member's voice rang out.
"Okay, I'll come." The girl put down the mouse and walked to the front, looked at it intently, nodded and shook her head: "It's not bad in general, but cut it out, don't have too much nudity Picture, I don't want to be rated R when I submit it for review. That's it, good job."
After encouragingly patted the other side, Angela got up and walked behind several other editors to check carefully before returning to her position. In fact, Angela doesn't care too much about what level Angela is rated at, she just doesn't want to appear in the movie too naked and unhelpful to the plot. She was paying attention to this aspect as early as the filming, except for the scene where Gyllenhill and Ledger rendezvous, jumping from the rock into the lake to strip them naked, there is no nude scene, Whether it's their first meeting with Shepherd or their passionate scenes with Michelle and Sarah.
Use a woman's boobs to attract attention? Forget it, it's not an oil painting. Angela thinks so. Maybe it has something to do with her previous passion scenes in Florida, but it can't be ignored that back in the filming of "American Beauty," she asked Mina to wear a bra no matter what.
"Very good, this is very good." Angela gave the picture a thumbs up, looked at the time and clapped her hands twice: "Thank you for your efforts, you can rest for half an hour and wait for me to come back from the soundtrack. Hopefully the rest of the shots will be done later.”
Just as she was about to go out, a staff member walked in: "Miss Angela, someone is looking for you outside."
"Is someone looking for me? What are you doing?" Angela asked as she walked.
"This... Maybe it's better for you to go and see for yourself." The other party shrugged and didn't say it clearly.
The girl came to the front desk with curiosity, and she was stunned when she saw the person coming. It was a tall and beautiful woman, wearing a decent ginger windbreaker, her right hand was clenched into a fist over her mouth, standing at the door quietly watching the outside.
"Kate?" Angela was surprised and a little overwhelmed.
"Hi, Angie." Kate turned her head and greeted lightly, but an imperceptible throbbing flashed in her eyes.
"When did you come to Boston?" Angela took a few steps to the front, seemingly wanting to hug Kate, but in the end she just patted her arms, looked up and down and said with a teasing tone: "Get back in shape so quickly? What do you think?"
"Eat less and eat more and exercise moderately, that's all." Kate finally smiled, but a little reluctantly.
"Well... let's go to my office first." Angela said after thinking about it.
The two came to the girl's spacious office one after the other, which was very simple and didn't have too many gorgeous decorations and things that showed their personal style - if there were scattered documents everywhere, it was also a personal style.
"You look more beautiful now, do you think that being ugly in the movie will make people beautiful?" Angela said after hanging Kate's trench coat on the coat rack and bringing her a glass of water Said jokingly.
"That's a psychological effect. Your impression of me was left a few months ago, and now there will naturally be a strong contrast." Kate smiled and shook her head, perhaps because there are only the two of them here, her His tone was much softer than before.
"Yeah, a lot has happened in the past few months... I wanted to see you when I went back to Los Angeles, but you went to Chicago to shoot a commercial." Angela made a few gestures and sighed.
"I just finished shooting a public service advertisement in New York, so I stopped by... to see you." Kate explained a little, and looked at Angela with bright eyes without blinking, containing countless contradictions emotion.
"I'm so glad... You can come to see me." Angela tilted her head, suddenly she didn't know what to say, and after a while she said again: "I'm glad you're fine, although it's been more than a month, but every time I Thinking of that day will be…”
She laughed and shook her head: "Let's talk about something else, "The Devil's Head" will be released soon..."
Before she finished speaking, Angela's face was held up, and Kate's wet lips blocked her mouth. The feelings that had been suppressed for a long time without the slightest sign suddenly burst out at this moment, and the girl was pressed down on the large desk before she could react at all.
"Kate... Kate..." Angela struggled to resist the opponent's attack, but no matter how she twisted her body and limbs, it was useless except to sweep a few small decorations and documents on the desk to the ground, and it was more like teasing.
Kate demanded recklessly in her mouth, not giving her a chance to breathe again and again, and finally lifted her shirt with her right hand and stretched it inside, and her lips began to move elsewhere.
Under the attack of this series of storms, Angela's desire was suddenly teased, and even if she still retained a little bit of sobriety, she was as precarious as a boat in the storm.
Suddenly, she felt herself being picked up and heavily placed on the high-back chair. Kate had already taken off her coat at this time, knelt on one leg on the chair, straightened her body and panted and unbuttoned her shirt. Although it was a little embarrassing to curl up on the leather chair with her legs crossed, when Angela saw Kate's soft pair supported by the purple lace bra appear in front of her, her last sense of reason was also thrown away, and she couldn't wait to hug Kate's waist kissed her flat belly.
Although Kate bit her lip, her eyes were blurred and she felt the soothing of her lover's lips and hands, but her hands were not idle. After bending over to peel off Angela's coat, she didn't rush to untie her shirt, but untied the belt, buttons, and zipper of her trousers down, and then her lips slid from Angela's face, pink The neck and the shirt were kissed all the way down, and finally the hands were pulled, and most of the cuteness in the trousers was suddenly exposed.
Seeing that the next most passionate scene, the knock on the door also sounded very untimely. The two women who were immersed in love suddenly came back to their senses, looking at each other and at a loss.
The knock on the door rang a second time, accompanied by the assistant's voice: "Angela? Are you inside?"
"Damn... how could this be... what should I do now?!" Angela was a little confused for a while. Kate was almost naked, and her shirt was almost crumpled like a pickle, her face was crimson and her pants were wide open. As long as they are not fools, anyone who sees them will guess what they are doing.
"Let me think about it... Let me think about it..." Kate's chest kept rising and falling, looking left and right, and she didn't have time to get dressed now, so she simply went under the desk.
"Kate! What are you doing, Kate?!" Angela was taken aback.
"Send her away as soon as possible, as soon as possible!" Kate said as she shrank in.
There is a large enough space under the desk, and the front is completely closed and no one can see it, Angela has no choice but to leave Kate casually. After she reached out and threw the clothes on the ground under the desk, she knocked on the door for the third time, and Angela, who couldn't bear to lift her pants, simply leaned on the chair against the edge of the desk, revealing only her upper body.
"Okay, come in." The long hair that swept the temples tore off the shirt again, and after suppressing her panic, Angela said in a higher voice. With the click of the door, a young woman about twenty-seven or eight years old walked in: "I thought you weren't here, but a voice came out... Did something happen?"
At the end of the sentence, the other party showed a surprised expression, because it was not the first time that he had entered and exited Angela's office, but it was the first time that he saw the girl wearing only village clothes, lying lazily on her back on the high-back chair, absent-mindedly thinking about something.
"It's nothing, Amy, it's just a little uncomfortable, it'll be fine in a while," Angela said in a lazy tone. "Is there something wrong with the soundtrack?"
"Well... yes," Amy shrugged, walked a few steps to the desk and sat down on the chair, while putting a few documents on the table, "about the fourth soundtrack, Mr. Madison said that if only If you let him play on the guitar, it won't achieve the mood you want, and he suggests adding something other than country style."
"Really?" Angela frowned and picked up the information on the table, "I remember talking to him before... ah!"
A scream startled Amy, and she looked at Angela inexplicably: "What's wrong?"
"No... No, it's fine, I just... suddenly thought... a question." Although Angela said so, her eyes were fixed on Amy, and her throat kept moving up and down.
"A... question?" Amy looked at herself inexplicably.
"Yes... His idea may not be bad." Angela gritted her teeth and retracted her gaze, trying to suppress the rapid breathing, trying her best to keep the hand on the table from trembling and moving, and pushed the information to the in front of Amy.
"Okay, but I think it's better to explain it to you a little bit," Amy, who didn't notice the girl's strangeness, immediately opened the information and found the place and began to explain to Angela, "Mr. Madison thinks that if To achieve the mood and effect you want, it's better to add some jazz style here, and the instrument is not limited to the guitar..."
Angela gritted her teeth and smiled bitterly. She originally thought that Amy would leave, but she didn't expect the other party to explain patiently to her. This is too bad! The girl leaning on the high-back chair kept twisting her head, breathing heavily, picking up and putting her hands down, and tapping her fingers on the table or on her face from time to time. She had to use this method to distract herself, otherwise she might have been moaning!
The most painful thing for the girl is that whenever her endurance is approaching the limit, Kate will stop and let her recover for a few seconds before continuing. The thrill of this constant teasing—especially with an outsider in front of her—makes Angela almost unable to think, and by the end she has to bite her fingers to stay awake.
"That's about it, if you think... are you okay, Angela?" Amy looked up again, startled again. Angela in front of her was half lying and half leaning on the chair, her blushing face was blurred, her whole body was trembling slightly, her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, her left hand was holding the armrest tightly, and her right hand was constantly on her face. rubbing.
"I'm fine, Amy, I'm fine." Angela's voice was soft with a little vibrato, like those sweet toffees that were always too sweet, and flowed into Amy's ears with temptation , which made her shudder.
"Really okay? You seem to be shaking?"
"I think...that's because of the weather...you know...I spend most of my time...in LA."
"But you... wearing only village clothes, and... sweating on your forehead?"
"This...I think it's because the...heater is on in the room, so..."
"But you just said..."
"Okay, Amy!" Angela suddenly straightened her body slightly, widened her eyes and watched Amy take a long breath: "I'm really fine, just... I'm a little uncomfortable, if possible, leave me alone Can you rest for a while?"
"Well... of course," Amy nodded and stood up: "Then I'll leave first."
"By the way, Amy." Angela, who was constantly breathing in cold air, suddenly stopped her when the other party walked to the door.
"Please... lock the door for me and tell the others... I need a break, don't... bother me during this time, I'll be... OK in a while." Angela clenched her hands tightly, her teeth gritted lightly. Quietly.
"Got it." Fortunately, Amy didn't say much and slammed the door.
Afterwards, Angela slammed her hands over her mouth, shook her head and raised her head to make a whimpering sound like crying, and her body also trembled violently after tensing up. This situation continued for a few seconds before she slumped on the high-back chair, gasping for breath with her eyes blurred, her mind blank.
But everything didn't end. As the chair was removed from the desk and the things on the desk were swept to the ground, Angela, who had lost her strength, was picked up and placed on the desk. The torment was just beginning!
"I can't believe that we are having sex in the office. Even if someone comes, you won't let me go. It's crazy." Angela rambled while applying lipstick to the small mirror in her hand. , "Look at what you've done to the office, and my home clothes, and I can't ask someone to help me clean up."
"Shut up, Angie." Kate, who was also wearing makeup, said without looking up.
"Shut up can't change the facts. Fortunately, I was a little quick-witted and asked Amy to tell them that I needed to rest, otherwise, all of them would flood into the office one by one, and the fun would be great." Angela continued chattering.
As soon as she finished speaking, Kate held her face, and her wet red lips blocked her mouth again. Angela whimpered and wanted to resist, but was pressed firmly on the sofa by Kate and couldn't move.
It was another long and intense kiss, but after that, the two of them didn't make any further movements, just lying on the sofa snuggling and hugging. After a long silence, Angela said: "Well, I don't plan to care about you messing up my office, soiling my clothes, and almost making me embarrassed."
The response was Kate's light kiss on her ear bead.
"Angie..." Kate finally spoke up, hoarse after passion.
She stared at Angela intently, her fingers passing slightly across the girl's face: "I-I want to know..."
However, after this sentence started, it did not continue. Kate, who bit her lip lightly, sighed slightly and sat up after staring at the girl for a long time. Angela, who had been drooping her eyelids and didn't dare to look at Kate, sat up after a few minutes.
"I'm leaving, Angie." Kate whispered, getting up and taking off the trench coat and putting it on her body.
"Going? Why? Can't... stay for a few more days?" Even so, Angela knew how contradictory she was.
"You have something to do, and I have several fundraisers to attend," Kate smiled, a complicated look flashing in her eyes, "Wait... this time has passed... let's talk about it... "
As if seeing the turmoil in Angela's heart, Kate said in a mocking tone after opening the door of the office: "You know, you still taste very good."
"Kate!" Angela raised her voice angrily, but the other party had disappeared behind the door.
"Damn! Damn it! Sooner or later! Sooner or later! I'll ravage you in the office too! I swear!" Angela, who was furious, bounced around in the office for a while, and sat down angrily after a long while. After a long while, she hugged her head and sighed softly, her head full of Kate's complicated eyes before parting.
Take this opportunity... I should be able to recover, but... No, no, please, don't think about it now, let's do something else, like...
A whirlwind blew into the editing room: "Work overtime tonight!"