She seemed bubbly. “Jim, sit down too! Butch has to finish drawing you” she instructed, pointing to an armchair.Jim glared at me. He looked fed-up... I waved him off “Don’t worry, I finished it yesterday”. “From memory” I added.“So why are you here?” Jim asked me. He looked at Naomi and back at me. “Are you too together?”Naomi reddened instantly “No no, mum just asked Butch to paint me”.Jim looked like he was going to choke. Then he composed himself, smirked, said “Yeah right” and went to his. When we got there we checked in 3 rooms, 2 per room, I was roommate with on my friend her name was Claudia ( not her real name).we all played in the same soccer team, both were 24 year old brown dark hair about 5'5 and I was 135ib she was skinner about 115ib, we all were from Vancouver Canada. We both had boyfriends.our first night we were tired so we did not do much, we went out to the bar for some drinks, we met this group of guys around 7 them, they were form the USA they were older than us. ‘Girls aren’t just cuddly toys.’ When the cherry delight line was repeated for a third time, I shook my head and said to Lynette, “Can you believe that line, giving up your cherry, ‘without a fight.’?”“I’ve never been a fan of the Monkees, but this song ... now that you’ve pointed that out makes me cringe,” Lynette replied as she lifted her six-string from its case.With Eda, Lisa, and me pulling out our acoustic guitars, Zupena, with her tall vantage point, said, “I no see Sammy anywhere. Have. The tension then was unbearable as everywhere I went, every room every nook and cranny I expected to find the bearded man or one of his friends. Lowering the loft ladder was never done quietly but with files to go back up and others to sort out it had to be done. The first two trips went well and confident now I descended the ladder holding a box which contents needed sorting. Just four steps from the bottom – I stepped down but my skirt didn’t. I felt the hot breath of a man on the back of my.