Roy was lying quietly on the sofa waiting for her to finish getting undressed. It hadn't been easy tearing himself away from the nude shooting session...tonight, but he knew if he didn't make his appearance at home, Julie would be pissed, and with due cause.Julie could feel his eyes burning into her back as she shimmied out of her panties. Every detail of her sensuous nakedness was bared to his gaze, from her small pointed nipples to the mysterious triangle of her blonde pubic hair.She wrapped. At home I am the little slut, the bitch, the whore, occasionally just the girl. That is what Ian calls me at least; my mum doesn’t really call me much at all. I should tell you a bit about myself; I am fifteen years old, white, with long dark brown hair. I am about 5’5, slim and beautiful with a heart shaped face and firm young tits, pretty large for my age if not actually big. “In the kitchen,” my darling mother’s voice echoed through the house directing her bullish boy friend right to me,. After I boosted that last one and reset it, all hell broke loose. I went back and it was completely fried. I towed it back for salvage,” Jack said.“Yeah. We’ve been told now to stay away from military junk unless we get a specific contract from them. They’re spitting about having the Maytag repairman out tinkering with their assets.”The two men wished each other luck and Jack headed for his debrief in India.“Six months of solitude doesn’t seem to have affected you too badly,” Indira said at the. Holy shit, now I was in trouble, for she had walked straight through the 218 cloud."Would you like to go out for a drink," I asked her, for I was desperate to get her out of the house, I didn't think our parents would understand her lustful behaviour and perhaps the fresh air would dilute its effects."Sure, could do with a drink," she smiled at me, "I'll just have a quick shower and I'll be with you."I bought her a G&T and we sat in the beer garden watching the sun go down. I hadn't thought.