"I admit, they aren't as lucrative as some of the porno offers but they are legitimate modeling and perhaps after a time, when all this current hubbub...blows over you could..." Oh, come on," argued her husband, "her career in legitimate modeling is over and we all know it." Then..." started the agent."What? What is it?" asked Kevin."I don't know whether to mention it or not. It's actually pretty much of a mystery to me as well. All I can do is pass it on." What are you talking about, Max?" asked. She kicks me off and mouths: Not while I’m on the phone. Wait.I shake my head. I fall to my knees. I crawl forward, aiming my face at the manicured patch of hair between her legs. A dark patch against her olive skin. She rolls her eyes but the corners of her mouth curl up like a shy happy girl.‘I guess we’ll just have to bring her in,’ she says, her voice sounding bored. I press my nose as far into the patch as I can until I encounter a sweet acidic aroma. The tip of my nose gets coated in. I came up spluttering."We must have your hair cut before we buy you any new clothes my lad, and how often did you bath at home?" When I was dirty, ma'am." How often was that?" About once a week ma'am, in a tin tub in front of the fire, as we didn't have no proper bath nor indoor toilet"."Well, now you are in a modern house, you must bath at least twice a week, whether you think you need it or not!"Then she told me to stand up, and she soaped her hands and covered my lower body with foam. As I. I walked around the next couple of days with a semi hard-on thinking of Rich and thinking nothing is ever going to come of it.Was I surprised, when Rich stopped over a couple of weeks later on a Saturday afternoon. He knew my wife worked on Saturdays and said as I opened the door, "Hey b*o, (he called everyone, b*o) I got some herb, and it is superb." I said, sure why not, I hadn't smoked in a couple of days and I had just finished mowing the lawn and taking a shower.The only place we smoked.