I’m ready to get to work, though.” “Go right ahead, dear. I have some renters in a house over to the west. I’ll give them a call and let them ...now you’re here. I’ve already spoken with them, and they don’t mind you looking there, so long as you don’t dig up their flower gardens without asking. They’re a bit odd, but good folks.” Skyler laughed. “I appreciate it. We’ve had renters walk up on us with loaded shotguns before because the landlord forgot to tell them we were coming.” “Hoping that. Maybe it would be fun. Maybe I would then have the pride of being more sexually experienced than most of the girls in school. I could almost imagine myself wearing spike heels and laying guys waste left and right. “Besides,” he said “he’d be willing to give you some money.” I was shocked again. “Oh my God. You did not just suggest … you really do think I’m a whore.” “No, baby. You just said that prostitution should be legal. Wait, this is coming out wrong. I mean, if you want to do it. I'm not looking for a one night stand." I laughed out loud and shook my head. "I can't remember the last time I heard anyone use that phrase. Seems that you haven't been out since the eighties. Being straight forward and bold suits you well, if I may say so." Layla laughed. "It may sound eighty-ish, but it still holds true. Thank you.” "Fair enough, Layla. May I ask what it is that you are looking for? Witty conversation? Harmless flirting? Being naughty in public, within reason of course?" . Really?! Yours dont hurt at all? Im jealous. I have to wear like 3 sports bras just so Im not dying at the end of practice, Jenna said lying back on the bed grabbing her chest. Kayla took a closer look at her friend and was surprised that she never noticed how big her friends boobs actually were. Well when mine do hurt, which is really never, I just massage em in the shower a little and they feel a lot better, Kayla said as she pulled her shell off over her head, her back to her friend. Jenna.