Jerry had introduced himself and given the mail carrier his business card, identifying him as the owner of Harriman's General Store, and essentially g...ving credibility to his story about have a package to deliver to Jeanine. It was a simple rule, and only a very minor and very temporary adjustment was needed to the rule. One deli sandwich, a bag o chips and a can of soda later and Jerry had the forwarding address left by Jeanine. Thankful to the mail carrier, Jerry paid the tab and headed for. She watched and waited, and when the young stud, Brett Hannigan, finally emerged from the water, his blonde hair slicked back, his body glistening and taut, she waved him over. He smiled, and toweled off as he approached, then sat in a chair he'd brought along."Hi, Mrs. M., long time, no see!" he said brightly, Susan eyeing his thick package from behind her dark shades."Yes, indeed," she smiled back, leaning over to let the surprised boy give her a peck on her puckered cheek, making him jump as. Odd that the only place we were in contact was her finger in my ass and I could read her even through that; I’m sure there was an anal-cranial inversion joke in there somewhere, but I was too aroused to think of it.I groaned. “Oh, it’s a good ‘mmm’, but it’s also a ‘you’re making it very hard to keep my promise’ ‘mmm’; I’m trying to be on my best behavior, and a finger in the ass is not conducive to that.”She pushed it in another half inch. “You want me to stop?”“Oh, god! Yes… I mean no. Fuck,. But she keptafter me that I couldn't start turning down modeling chances and afterawhile I decided I'd do it. I mean, what the heck, if he's willing to payme to model, I guess I really don't care what I dress in so I went aheadand he spent about six hours getting all the shots he wanted. Actually,as I dressed in front of the mirror I had to admit that I didn't reallylook all that bad in the TomBoy? line of girl's clothes - or wouldn'thave if I had been a girl, of course. Just before we left, he.