Still, as she looked over at Megan, she knew that she coulddream of being a bride someday.The day of the fashion show arrived and there was excitement...through theschool. Before classes, between classes and even during classes, all thatthe girls could talk about was the fashion show. The teachers understoodthis and were not as strict in maintaining order as they usually did. Allof the models were excused from their last two classes of the day so thatthey could make any preparations at home. The door to her bathroomwas slightly ajar and I could see her standing there drying her hair. The girl that wasstanding there in front of the mirror was an exact version of her mother only younger.She was still wearing her cute little cotton pajama set. The top barely came down pasther perky young mounds, leaving her tight waist and belly button exposed. The p.j.shorts that clung to her full round ass cheeks barely covered the crease where her longshapely legs met her ass cheeks. I guessed. ." My asshole welcomed his finger, opening up more freely, although this man was no stranger. He had been there many times before, and many more times to come. Desperate to be inside me, he stood up, forcing my legs apart without delay. Slowly, he slipped his cock inside my ass, filling me, filling my ache that desired appeasement from his touch. With my legs held up and spread apart, I welcomed him inside me, moaning at his every thrust. It was such an intoxicating pleasure as he began to fuck. "I'm renting a room near Pratt in an old house, but other than the nice old landlady, I don't yet know anyone here… Its only been two days and I already feel so alone…" Her eyes fell away from my stare momentarily and I could tell she was a little embarrassed at how forward she was being. Being the chivalrous gentleman I am, I immediately consoled her, "I'm sorry to hear that, but hey, you know me now." "That is true," she giggled. "And it is really nice to meet you she added with a devilish.