’ He realizes he is squirming on the bed slightly, her words making the sensations so vivid. The suggestion in her words is so powerful he does fain...ly taste her pussy on his finger. Her perfume, her essence on the stockings stays with him. He turns the recorder off for a minute while he gets a drink. It has been a while since they were able to coordinate their schedules. Even the times they had made plans had been interrupted by weather delays and cancelled flights. He misses her and it. Pamela handed Nicole another set and had her put them on. It was constant pictures, posing, and costume changes. Pamela told us that this was almost what a shoot was like and asked if we would like to watch on once. Hell yes!I’m not sure that Nicole noticed but I sure did, the underwear was getting skimpier and skimpier, there were more thongs and G-strings, and they were getting very transparent too. Finally Nicole was posing in almost nothing. The last set was just lacy ribbon outlines with. I giggled. Well, hello Miss Rockefeller . . . . I didn’t feel nervous at all about my first ‘date.’ In fact, despite that all I knew about the guy was that his name was Thomas Dunson, I was actually pretty excited. I smoothed down the silky blue dress I wore. It hugged my body and delved really low in the front, showing off practically half my breasts, and was essentially backless. The hem of the skirt stopped about three inches above the knee. I wore some of my new jewelry, including a couple. Suddenly, she noted his canines and how they had the smallest points at the end, making the lovely girl think of seductive vampires."You like vampires?" he asked her, already sensing her desire for dark passion. "Well, I'm not a vampire, I was born this way. You wouldn't believe the hounding I used to get from those wannabes over by Crescent Grove."Was he speaking, or was she dreaming? Because she could not speak, could not shake the dizziness from her mind. She swallowed, finally, her hand.