None of us did."Are we gonna do it?" Chris asked, looking at me and then at Mark. "Go see this photographer guy?" What if our pictures suck?" I frowne.... "What if they don't like us?" Then we're right back here," Mark said. "Like the woman said. It can't hurt, right?" I dunno," I sighed. "It might." What?" Chris reached for me, stroking my thigh. "Like they're gonna say you're ugly, Steph? Get real." What?" I made a face at him. "I just don't want to count on anything, you know? We're already. As soon as I stepped in I knew it was rough. Getting my basket I was going round the store and crossing off off my list, when I saw this girl she was beautiful, young and chavvy.Then I saw her boyfriend, he looked menacing, as I was looking at this girl a male assistant came up to me and said "She's unavailable pal", "mmmmmmm" I said, he said "I can help you with your shopping if you'd like me to", "Ok" I replied. As he went round the store I followed him, his name was Andy and he was happy to. Then one day this older white guy comes in. As I am massaging him he starts in with these questions. "How big is your cock, they say all you black guys have big cocks?" Thinking he is heading to some gay massage thing I say "Its big enough for the ladies." I replied. Then the guy starts in that his wife has always wanted a big black cock and he has always wanted to her get worked over by one. "So just how big is yours?" He asked again. Well now that pussy may be involved I pull my wang out and. When he told me to turn onto my back again, I had no desire to cover my breasts so rolled over and placed the towel casually across my hips. Jonny being very correct arranged the towel across me, and recommenced his massage. As he worked at my shoulders I slowly lifted the towel inch by inch until I felt that he would have a great view when he returned to my legs. He lingered at my shoulders as he worked on my torso, and eventually began working in my upper arms. In doing so he brushed against.