and was unscripted with just a brief scene summary to describe what we were to do:
I was one of four beautiful female resistance workers meeting in an old gardener's cottage to plot our next act of sabotage. We were to be suddenly ambushed by six rather hunky soldiers and then have to make a run for it through the gardens and hide until we would eventually be caught and taken away for interrogation.
And that was it. Easy really...
On the day of the shoot, I arrived at the location - the stately home: Duncumbe Abbey Manor - in good time. I found the production manager, who gathered all four of us actresses together, introduced us, and proceeded to show us round the beautiful grounds and gardens of the mansion, where the actual shoot was going to take place. He started off by showing us the gardener's cottage and then from there, walked us to each of our locations, where, after escaping from the cottage, we would hide until we would inevitably be discovered by the soldiers who would be searching for us. My hiding place was in a clump of trees and bushes growing right up next to the walled garden not far from the cottage. I was pretty sure I would easily be able to find it again.
He took us back to the house, where he introduced us to the director for a quick chat, before showing us the Green Room where we changed into our costumes. And then we were ready...
Because mine wasn't a speaking part and I knew they probably
had
just selected me for my good looks and perfect figure, rather than my acting skills, and I certainly did look pretty in this costume - a silk French blouse, no bra, and light wrap around chiffon skirt, with ever so brief lace panties, ideal in this heat - and I hoped I would be noticed by a casting director. The director had told us to put up a bit of a fight when we were caught, to make it realistic, and not to be alarmed if our blouses were ripped a little, causing a fleeting glimpse of our breasts, as it would probably end up being an 18 rated film and they wanted to titillate the audience a bit! - which was okay with me - I needed the work, and I didn't mind showing off my nice boobs to a casting director if it meant more work; maybe a role where I actually got to speak some lines...
Wearing our lovely flimsy costumes - to the admiring glances of the crew - we made our way to the gardener's cottage where we chatted happily while waiting for the shoot to begin, with the production manager calling us outside one by one to talk us through our specific roles and give us the additional contracts to sign, now that we were actually on set.
I was a little nervous as everyone got in place ready for action, but the other girls were light-heartedly joking and teasing each other about what was going to happen when the hunky soldiers found us, and it helped put me more at ease...
