”“Shut up.”“I do! I kept it after all these years, I loved that play.”“You’re not messing with me?”“No! It’s up in my dorm right n...w if you want to see it.”My heart raced at the thought. “Well now I have to see it just to call your bluff!”She downed the last of her coffee and smacked the cup down like an empty shot gloss. “Follow me!” she said, standing up and leading me to her dorm. On the way she told me a few stories of the places she’d traveled and I told her how boring my life was in. I found myself in pure love with her. The camera fired and then fired again. My conscious mind had nothing to do with it. The moment passed. She picked up her dress and tossed it onto the chair with her coat. I took about one hundred pictures of her. Many captured that innocence, that shyness others went all the way to wanton. At one point I took a comb to her pubic hair and fluffed it out. She liked that. I got some really good images of her sitting in a chair, on the Roman couch, on a carpet. Tammy had a key to the room so she woke me up at 9:30 with a big wet kiss somehow her mouth tasted different. She worked her way down to my cock when she swallowed me down as far as she could, I almost came. She could tell I was ready to cum so she stopped and slowly took off her clothes telling me about how he had done it last night. Then she laid next to me and told me all about her night and her friend. I laid there with my eyes closed behind the blindfold listening as she told me about the. He smiled and picked her up. The man’s truck, with a secret compartment between the wheel wells, was just feet from one of the back entrances, where the light had been suspiciously unscrewed. The airport where a private plane was waiting was only 6 miles away. Within a mere fifteen minutes, the girl would be airborne and gone, long before anyone even knew the girl was missing.In another room, Kristen’s coach opened a duffel bag left on a chair for him, looking happily at the money inside.- .