“Like what?” he asked, tilting his head.“Hmm. Like…” She started, grazing her hand on his cheek.He touched her randomly.“Inappropriate.”...the young assistant said, sternly, trying desperately to hide his attraction.“Come on, I saw you looking at me…” She said, bending over. He caught himself looking at her ample cleavage. He shook it off.“I’m a teacher, you’re a student…” he said. She touched him on the leg. He cursed.“Correction. Teacher’s assistant. I’m just a lost freshman. This semester’s. Anyway Leslie sucked him dry swallowing most of his cum, then she knelt of the second guy’s toes and sucked him off too. We managed to get out of there before anyone else came in and I got her out of that bar before word spread too.As we were walking toward our hotel room the woman that had squealed on me to the tour leader opened her door and tried to talk Leslie into sleeping with her again. She said that she and her roommate were willing to triple up so that she wouldn’t have to sleep in the. ”I pointed to her bedroom door.“You could be changed inside fifteen minutes, five if you don’t need to shower,” I said, “and in the meantime we call all sit here and talk about you.”“That’ll be a short conversation then,” she said, as she stood up and disappeared into her room.It was nearer twenty minutes when she re-emerged, clean and sweet smelling, and dressed similarly to Cal and Jean in jeans and a very nice flowery top, both of which showed off the shape beneath them to its best. The room was dusty and hadn't been cleaned in a month of Sundays. Still, those cold, harsh metal lockers and the few lovely' girls milling around in various stages of undress pulled her like a magnet pulls iron. This was the big time. She would be out in front of nationwide cameras soon showing her stuff, and she would have the chance to be discovered. Maybe she wouldn't even work as a high-fashion model; she might jump all the way up into the film world. Or television. To have her very own.