"He books girls into modeling jobs for clothing catalogues and the like, and you've got the body for it, honey. You know, L.L.Bean, Tommy what's-his-n...me, Eddie Bauer, no trash, prime stuff. Pays good and its honest work." He did not tell her about the pornography.She smiled and took the card, said "thanks" and walked out to her car, feeling the eyes of several boys and men on her as usual. Since she was twelve or thirteen, she had been able to tell when men were staring at her, undressing her. This story takes place a few months ago. it had been three years from high school and no one in the group had seen each other in all that time. we had gotten in contact with each other and planed a small get together. the whole group would be there. we all met at josh and cassy home. i had on dress pants and a bottom down shirt with sneakers. i was tall with dark hair. i was thick but not all of it was fat. in fact most of it wasnt. after setting in the living room listing to music we went to. He stood naked, his 10 inch cock fully erect, his 18 year old balls began to tighten. A voice through a small speaker on the ceiling orders him to bend over the large wooden beam in the center of the room.As he bends the beam rough cut splintered wood cut into his chest and stomach. His cock standing out fully just below the beam. The speaker then instructed that he was to hold onto the handles on the floor. As he grabs the handles his throbbing cock already as hard as possible suddenly grows. The tunnel was thoroughly investigated. It ran west to the boathouse, in exactly the opposite direction as the tunnel where the Hanley women had been abused. Inside the boathouse was a pontoon fishing boat, all decked out with enough fishing poles and gear to supply ten people. The surprise, though, was the hidden compartments beneath the boat and inside the pontoons filled with waterproofed bundles of cocaine.The DEA agent recognized the boat from their surveillance photos as one that had.