Her mind would be in the same place as mine, but she would mask it completely with unaware curiosity. She would be willing to proceed to the next ste..., but she wouldn’t initiate it, part of her act. I would need to tell her it’s my cock and I wanted to show her, but for me to show her, she needed to show me something in return. “Okay, Julie. But if I show you, I need you to do something for me,” I’d tell her.“What?” she’d ask.“You need to take off your shirt first.”“But boys aren’t supposed. I unbuttoned my blouse, slid it down my arms and tossed it on the chair.While I undressed, Ted opened his robe. He was naked under it. He began to slowly massage his quickly growing cock.I unbuttoned my shorts and stepped out of them. I reached between my breasts and unhooked my bra. I tossed it on the chair and then I slid my panties off.He motioned for me to sit beside him on the couch. As soon as I did he was all over me. He wrapped his arm around me and pulled me to him. He kissed me. They included Stacy Burkhart, who served as the Mistress of Ceremonies, Jane Bardot, Faris Hilton, Isabel Weting. And of course Scandalous Leigh The models posed for fans, signed autographs that promoted their pictures DVDs and Web sites. Educational sessions, hands on (Again no pun intended) seminars and lectures included the basics in, how to become a fetish model, and photographers etiquette. Thursday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday evenings were some wild late night parties with activities. I couldn’t wait until I got back home. A few days later I arrived back home. Nobody knew when I was going to get there. It didn’t matter. All I knew was that I had fallen in love with Greta. Oh, and there was that other girl, but I’m pretty darn sure that Greta had the edge on her. She smiled all the time. I soooo loved that about her. She always smiled. Her eyes always lit up her face. They lit me up. How could anyone be soooo happy as she was I asked myself. “She’s always smiling,” I told my.