I don't suppose you've ever seen anythingfrom Interracial Cuckolds, Boys Will Be Girls, or White Boys GoneBlack?" I shook my head, but knew what I'd b... looking up later online."Well, I'm not too surprised. It's quite a niche type of film we shoot.Now, the main question is this: are you still interested in a job?" Ihesitated whilst I wondered what sort of job Marcus had in store for me.He must have seen the concern in my eyes as he started to laugh again."Don't worry, it's not as an actor! Abbie. She finished up and then sighed, like she just wasn’t ready to go in. I brought up something about the nice weather we’ve finally been having and continued chatting with her. I wanted to keep the conversation going with her because, well, who wouldn’t. And she didn’t seem to mind. I wouldn’t have figured it, but she told me she was socially awkward and that’s always been a problem for her. I told her I’ve had the same problems. She didn’t believe me, but it’s been true. Sometimes I think I’m. Rob laid out my clothes for the day. Not counting my new slut clothes from last weekend this is the raciest outfit he could find. He also gave me this.”I showed her the small, blank piece of paper. She looked up at me, not understanding the significance.I smiled and explained, “I’m not allowed to keep my knees together today. This is the minimum distance that they must remain apart.”She took the paper from me and pushed her chair back. Her skirt is probably an inch shorter than mine. She held. In fact, she wasn’t even studying her face anymore. The mirror bent sometime left, sometime right, and downward all the time. I was intrigued!More than that though, I was helpless. So I got back to the safety of my fantasies. On the road. In the car with a young lady. Oozing hotness. Oh what would I do if things went my way? Those boobs sure seemed to tease the hell out of me. Making me mad.“STOP! BY THAT MOTEL OVER THERE,” she said snapping me out of my reverie.As I parked the car, instead of.