”“Not going to happen. My dad would blow a gasket if he knew you fucked his little girl. You better go!”Todd got dressed and Casey walked him do...nstairs. They kissed and he left. Casey knew her parents weren’t going to be home for hours. She wanted to check the app and see if anybody contacted her.She installed the app back on her phone. She was giggling from all the hits on her profile. Several men sent her messages. They even sent pictures of themselves and sent X-rated photos of their cocks.. The steam rising gave her an ethereal look. Melody and Kate were next to each other, supposedly painting, but frequently leaning in to whisper to each other. I kept sketching the two of them together on a small pad with an HB pencil. Everything is a muted gray when you use HB lead. I could give a quick flick with my thumb and a hard line would turn into a soft shadow. I loved how their faces looked together. One with soft English features and the other a more angular, exotic, but not quite. I knew they had seen the copy of the story from the Rochester paper. It had been cut out and laminated, along with other news stories about JBG and our personal, and was in the pile in the meeting room table.I stopped for a moment and looked around. Across the highway, there was a group of three or four gathered under a street light at one of those foul weather bus stops shelters. The two with me noticed where I had stopped and then realized why.I pointed out more things to look for in this. Mary said why do you need to go there? Ben replied that usually amateurs dress sexier than the pro’s because of the large cash prize and also they get more and bigger tips if they wear stockings and heels. If you won’t satisfy me then I have to go elsewhere. Mary got angry and said how would you like it if I went to watch the strippers. Ben said I’d love it, because there are no male strippers there. That made Mary even more mad and she said if that’s what turns you on maybe I should go and.