"He avoided my eye, and instead looked straight at Dave as he spoke."I appreciate what the two of you have done for this team. I'm probably the only o...e who can, but it stops here. Maybe it's not what you want to hear, but the two of you are under the age of consent, and if anyone finds out, or if Allison gets into, ahem, trouble, it comes down to me letting her on this team. So on this trip, you stay in your own rooms. Got it?"I nodded. Dave did nothing, but returned Pierce's stare with his. Oh, yes, the modeling. Now don't I sound blas?? Don't be fooled aboutthis either. At first I felt like the meat in a butcher's window, thenext minute I was getting excited about all the flurry of activity aroundme. Now don't get me wrong. You know, all those stories you hear abouthow the work of modeling is drudgery and the models nothing butclotheshorses? Well get real, it's great. Don't let anybody tell youotherwise. Yes, all the drudgery is there, but come on, you get to wearfabulous clothes. I suspect that wasn't in their original plans, either. Likely there were feminine beauty secrets to which I'd be exposed slowly, in order to avoid destroying my illusions.Or maybe it was a pigsty. By their own estimation, I mean, not mine nor anyone else's. There had been some preparation before the night's festivities commenced. No doubt they'd been embarrassed.I checked my own appearance, dressed now in freshly pressed dress grays. The tiny bits of toilet paper stuck on my face did not. I didn't bother getting dressed, seeing as what happenned last night. The panties that she had on last night were still on the floor so I picked them up and put them into my bag. I walked to the kitchen and saw Aunt Jennifer standing by the stove making breakfast. I was surprised to see that she was wearing her pyjamas, but I didn't mind too much. I went up behind her and grabbed her ass. She turned around and we locked lips once again. "Good morning sweetie", she said to me, "that was amazing.