He closed his eyes as his hand curled around the already tattered post-it note. It did not matter if the paper disintegrated; he had stared at it so m...ny times in the late hours of failed slumber that he had memorized it.Why did he want to do it? After all the horrible things his father had already said in his head, why did he need to hear it all again? He already knew his father believed he had totally fucked up his and his mother's life. He had multiple chances to get it right and had blown. I’ve been told I have a beautiful body, so why not show it off” she thought. She wrote down the phone number and carried on shopping.All that night, she thought about the modelling. Okay, it might be nude pictures or sculptures for now, but who knows, maybe she will get that break into the modelling career she had always wanted. How often after stars or models have made it, does their past get dragged up and images of their early days get shown in the gutter press, usually showing they had. Mary noticedand laughed about how I seemed to be enjoying femininity as much as shedoes, and I giggled (yes giggled!!!).As I was left to dry myself Mary came in with something pink in herhands. It was a pair of lacy pink panties and a gorgeous lacy pink bra. Ithought this was going too far but Mary insisted and held out the pantiesfor me to step into. I held onto her shoulders and stepped through thedainty lace edged openings and she pulled them tightly up my smooth legs.I looked down to see. ’ She didn’t mind his misunderstanding, however, as Brad’s words were accompanied by a gentle massage on her aching shoulders, and soft kisses on the back and sides of her sore neck. Next, both of his hands moved down from rubbing and squeezing her shoulders, slid inside the open buttons of her blazer, and cupped her very-accessible 36-C breasts, which pressed hard against the tight fabric of her blazer. She could feel the strength in his well-developed arms. All of his muscles were well-toned,.