.. this didn't sound that much like Chad ... was it someone else instead?"Who are you?"Because she really was curious who was sending these messages t... her if it wasn't Chad."The one watching you ... thinking what it's going to be alone with you ... come on and play with me."She looked around her then but she didn't see anyone around her and it sounded so damn quiet like it usually did. Who could be watching her now and from where?"Where are you?"She looked around before looking down at her. If we're REALLY lucky, mighteven get the rest of us signed by Joshua Benedict!" Even those of us who AREN'T models?" I ask."Now you've left school, you'll get work," Ella shrugs. "I'm surprised youhaven't already found yourself an agent, for your acting if nothing else." I'm... Just, you know, wanting to enjoy my holiday," I reply. In truth, thethought of finding an agent chills me to the bone- I've spent my whole lifewishing I hadn't been forced into doing all these performing arts. Gettingan. ” Grabbing his hand I pulled him up. “C’mon, we’re going to dance.” He followed like a puppy dog at heel. Once in the middle of the floor he held his hands as he’d been taught in junior high. I chuckled. “We’re not in junior high, Henry. Put your hands on my ass. Make believe you want to fuck me.” I was pleased when Henry smiled and I was even happier when he followed orders. I wrapped my arms around his neck, molding my body into his.Henry was taller than me—maybe two or three. ”“What do you mean?” Ann said.“I invited them over this afternoon,” Jenny replied, “we can all go skinny dipping in the hot tub before we get down to the serious sex.”“I can’t do that,” Ann protested, “what about your fa…..?”“Oh come on Mum, what do you think?” Jenny smiled, “he’ll be that busy fucking Julia he won’t care what you’re up to, and don’t tell me your pussy didn’t twitch when l mentioned Steve fucking you.”Ann couldn’t answer, she didn’t need to, the sudden flush of colour in her.