Let me first start off with by telling a little about myself. I am a freshman at the University of Texas and studying to be a nurse. I have been livin... on campus and it has been okay so far. I might not be a model but I have no problem finding a man either. I'm 5'8 and a brunette. My hair stops right at my shoulders. I'm a 36c in bras. I don't have a problem finding a man but I been so busy. Despite what movies and TV has taught me college has not been non stop partying and sex as you would. .. want to come with me?" I'm holding out hope." ... come home with me?" That too." Is this going to get complicated?"She looked up at me from tired eyes. Tired, but horny. "Probably." You up for that?" Probably." I got a grin that time."Ah, fuck it. Come on." You had me at fuck." Home, wench. Bed-warmer." Yeah, I heard you treat all your girls this way." Claire been talking?" She didn't need to, the noise the two of you made." Oh. Did we?" Old walls." Whoops." And old bed. I hear your place. Are you good with that?" That sounds good to me, Carp. Continue to look for any contacts you might have to handle the uranium. I'll do the same. Stay in touch with me, and take this number down. It's for Ben Phillips, my investment genius and he has contacts worldwide. I'm going to call him and tell him about the uranium and our forming a new company to mine the gold. He's going to be crazy until he knows that it's under control. Bear with the man, and he'll settle down. He might know of some. Instead, I entered The Candle Shoppe, found a secluded corner, and did what I needed to do to walk properly again. There was no fear of security cameras so I adjusted myself from the inside.I pretended to admire the various styles and sizes of these wax masterpieces when the thought of a penis shaped candle crossed my mind. A wicked, wax dildo was lacking from my collection. I am always on the look out for something new. My fingers, for a brief moment, got lost with that distraction, and I had.