I love Australia. I did a shoot there.” Cassie exclaimed.“You model?” Olivia asked.Cassie nodded and pulled out her phone. Olivia leaned over it...as Cassie scrolled through her pictures and then modeling page.“That’s awesome!” Olivia replied. I detected jealousy in her tone.“We’re starting with Hawaii because it’s small. We’ll get to the others next.” I said evenly.“Wow.”We were silent for a while. I noticed that Olivia was shifting her weight from leg to leg as she drank. She stared at me as if. The shit was strong."You know what, I don't think I want to be plastered for this." She corked the bottle and threw it onto the floor. She then leaned towards me, and ran her hands over my chest. "I want to know exactly what I'm doing." She started kissing my chest, her fingers tracing my muscles. I sighed in pleasure and ran my hand through her hair."I like that idea," I said, only to cringe when she bit my right nipple. "Oh, you're going to pay for that." I said with a grin.Avril started to. I rode the elevator up to Rick's floor and found his room. I was nervous and a little scared, but I knocked anyway. When Rick opened the door I was immediately drawn to his muscular physique. "Hi, I'm Rick," he said, without a smile."I'm Dave," I responded. "No you're not, from now on this evening you will be known as slut," Rick responded a little too loudly for my comfort. There were two ladies down the hallway a little bit and I was sure that they heard. "Do you understand?" Yes" Yes, what?". Her legs, her figure, her looks. "I'm a Rockette. I'm a Radio City Rockette. Jesus."She sat stunned, staring at the legs that got her the job of a lifetime for any dancer. Her jarred memory flashed the theatre, New York. "Oh no...the wish. I wished I could be in New York with friends. That wish...oh shit."She quickly shot off the couch and ran to the refrigerator. Tacked up onto the freezer door, were multiple photos of her and the other girls. Backstage, onstage, party shots. In a daze, she.