After the arcades we head to the food court and grab something to eat. “So, when do I get to be the star of your movie?” Jessica asks.“Good ques...ion!” I laugh, genuinely was a good question. “Um, I don’t know.” Melody replies. “Think this week or next week Miss Davidson will give us the project.”“Can’t we start now?”“We don’t even know where to start!” Melody was getting a little bit heated.“You’ll be the first to know Jess!” I smile at her trying to ease the tension. The subject thankfully. There was something about his voice and the way he was acting that led me to believe that somehow these women were important in some way. I watched her shoes as she walked around me, and I’m not sure why, but as she did I began to grow a bit nervous. I felt her hand run across my bare shoulder then through my hair. As she did this I noticed that the albino man was looking from me to the woman now standing behind me with some anxiety. I wondered why he seemed so anxious for a moment before my. The material molded to her tits making them really stand out. I realize that she hadn't asked for a bra. Maybe she is too embarrassed? After all I barely heard her asking for panties. No matter, she isn't getting one.I thought about pretending not to have heard but in the end I gave in to the urge to open her drawers and fish out a pair of pink panties to match the shirt. I held them in my hand. They are clean from the drawer so there is no point in sniffing them. I just open them up and look. Jude Hardcastle was one of those fellas and he had a mean-streak that was wide enough to skin a rattlesnake. The Hardcastle womenfolk were generally plain looking with the exception of one or two like Harmony Hardcastle with her firm haunches and pert female breasts that pointed to the heavens without any support at all.Her younger sister Ginnie was built more like a work horse, than a thoroughbred, but she had all the right curves in all the right places and an attitude that was more receptive.