Ummm… are you here for the art class?” Katie knew instantly, that he was her fellow model. He had a fresh face and couldn’t have been more than ...ighteen, with short-cropped hair and neatly tendered sideburns. “Yes, I…” Katie began. “Oh, you’re the youngest one then. They’re all like thirty somethings.” “I was going to say, yes. But I’m not painting. Hasn’t Maggie told you?” The young guy held the door open for Katie, as they reached the first floor landing. “No. Tell me what?” “I’m a model too.. She spreads her knees wide. Still no response. She gives his leg a nudge with her heel to get his attention.As he turns to her, he opens his mouth as if to say something, but does not. "Uhm, ouch? Settle down there cowboy." she says "Talk to me. What's bugging you?"His eyes dart back and forth between her face and her crotch. After a long pause, he blurts out "Fuckin' office politics bullshit. That new engineer. Right out of school, thinks she's got a clue. Her designs couldn't filter. He lowered his mouth on to my breast, I could feel his hot breath on me and started squeezing his cock harder and faster to encourage him. Then he took one tit, then the other, in his mouth and I gasped as he sucked them and ran his tongue over my nipples. We were building up a steady rhythm wanking each other, both of us moaning as quietly as we could, and he tugged my knickers right off now, sliding a finger up into my soaking wet cunt as he fingered my clit. It felt divine having my tits. "Tamara came over to where I was laying on the bed and kissed me. "I'll call you as soon as I know where and when we'll have dinner," she said."Be sweet and I'll catch up with you two later," I said as she walked out the door.I grabbed my phone and called Bob. "Hello Bob, John here," I said when he answered. "I'm in Scottsdale and ready to contact McKenzie." I verified McKenzie's phone number."By the way, John," he said. "Tom received the prospectus and reviewed it. He called me with a couple.