Standing in the doorway is a tall, slim, blonde girl with curly, shoulder-length hair. She is wearing a yellow singlet and a pair of denim shorts. She...has stunning facial features, and you find yourself staring at her for a moment before breaking out of your reverie."Uh... this must be the wrong room," you stammer, staring at the piece of paper in your hand. "Sorry to bother you." No problem!" she smiles warmly. "Although, we are expecting another roommate..." she adds.You laugh nervously, and. I have also done some part time modelling jobs when I was studying. Vishal and I met 2 years ago in an accountslecture and we both hit off from our first meeting. We found out he was with my older brother Rahul at college together and they had both played rugby together. In June this year we were invited to a swanky costume party by a family friend where all attendees were supposed to wear a face mask. I bought both our costumes after work that particular day was dying to see what vishal would. I reached under and unclasped the hook that closed the cups in front. I was able to pull each cup out one at a time then I slipped the straps off my arms. I lay the top down next to my lounger. I am pretty sure no boobage was shown. I was listening to my tape and must have drifted off a little. I was thinking about my brother and daydreaming about sex with him. If I had been alone I might have started playing with myself again. Suddenly I felt something really cold hit my bare back. That was a long speech for me. It would have been longer if Cathy's lips hadn't stopped my mouth. She sat on my lap and we enjoyed kissing at length. I was breathing hard and my heart was pumping fast when she finally pulled away."We've been stupid, haven't we, Alan?" Cathy whispered."I've been stupid," I emphasised. "I knew that you know how broke I am. I didn't want to admit what you already knew." And I knew you couldn't afford it. Neither can I. I just wanted to be asked, or rather told.