Brooke had two passions. The first was designing clothes, and it was this very thing that she convinced her father to let her stay out of college and ...ork in their mansion. She even got a room on the ground floor that was only being used for storage anyway. Brooke called it her “Fashion Room” or sometimes her “Design Room” and she usually kept it locked at all times and she had the only key. This was because, though she told her Dad and Mom that she was designing dresses, and even kept a few. And Sixth part for continuation “Contract Labours & Contractor” @ , would add spice to the current story.And Seventh part for continuation “Adventure of Hotel Business” @ , would add spice to the current story.And Eighth part for continuation “Professional Model or Photographer” @ , would add spice to the current story.And Ninth part for continuation “Ultimate Skill Development Classes” @ , would add spice to the current story.And Tenth part for continuation “Ultimate Driver for Driving. When I answered the door, Becky’s eyes instantly surveyed my sweaty torso and smiled. Then she saw Babs standing behind me in the room. Becky complimented both of us on our well-toned bodies. Then she asked if we would be interested in modeling for her art class dressed like we are. Babs and I are always interested in some exhibition, so we asked for more info. She said she would have to clear it with her instructor and would get back with us on a day and time. We told her we needed to know at. A fuck might rake in as much as a bottle of wine or a leg of lamb. And anal intercourse would bring in a small transistor radio or a bottle of spirits. Compared to how she'd been before, Tracey felt rich. And the cigarettes were welcome as well, although they were very rarely any kind she'd ever heard of before. But when you spent hours waiting for sex by the roadside, a cigarette or two was a very welcome companion.Buttercup was less keen on prostitution than Tracey, although she was actually.