Oh my god, he was fucking Cynthia, my best friend! That ended it right then."I thought we would get married after college and have, you know, 2.6 kids...and a house with a picket fence. Okay, I idolized it, but that's how it was supposed to be with me and Richard."I sympathized and said that every fairytale doesn't end with a happy ending. "Tell me about the 2.6 kids."She laughed. "I know, it sounds silly, but that's the joke in our family. The average number of kids born in our town is 2.6, so. More than you know." I'm a bitch at times," she admitted."You're cautious. I wish I could erase the experiences you've had that made you that way. I'm about as genuine as they come. What you see is what you get."Sheila turned slightly on the blanket to look at him, not even worrying that she flashed him part of one breast including the nipple. "You like Monica and Zoey too?" I do, just as Jim and Matt like you a great deal." Who do you like better?"Bob shook his head, "Sheila, it's not a. But intriguing.I wasn't gay, never even looked at a guy in that way. Is that what he was?Picking me up? So why did he expect me to follow him? I thought about thealternative, driving home and having a large Scotch before dinner, eatingsome expensive, poorly cooked slop from my wife who would be on her phonethe whole time I was there, then more drinks then bed, with scarcely aword between us. What's the harm?So I found myself buckling up and following the bright red Miata. Notexactly a manly. When you become a model you would have to model for under garments too so don’t be shy and hide that beautiful body of yours. Being a professional model means you would have to take your cloths in front of the camera man and your clients too.I looked at my brother and he winked at me and signalled to continue, so I started to strip down. First I took off my top and then followed by my jean. I was standing in my bra and panty. It was a normal bra and panty so not much of my private parts were.