Although my brother and I shared a apartment together, since we we"re both in the same university, but i often noticed him looking at me in a "hungry ...ay". I wasn"t gay, at te time I was what you would call a player, going from one girl to another. We were heading down to montreal from Boston, and it was a long drive. We were taking turns driving the car because 6hrs is way to long for anyone to be driving. we finally arived at out father"s house, he and our mother had been divorced for 10. Look, we'll try a few shots and if you still feel uncomfortable then we'll quit."I finally agreed and she went to her room to change. My fingers trembled with excitement as I loaded the camera. Mom came back wearing her terry cloth robe and waited patiently until I was ready. Then she opened her robe with me taking pictures all the time. In the view finder I saw she was wearing bra and panties as she turned slightly and crooked one leg. It was a very provocative pose and I felt myself become. I was a little put off by his attitude, asking the questions he had. I didn't feel we were quite that friendly, not yet anyway, and doubted we ever would be.I sat thinking about the two guy's they had sent to us. Darren was black, twenty four years old, around five nine or ten, a hundred eighty pounds and muscular build. He seemed very nice, polite and pleasant to be around, whereas Ron, appeared arrogant and somewhat pushy in his mannerisms. If I'd had to chose one of them to work with, it. Tom headed the bus toward the light and slowed down more.Tom approached the barn and slowly drove inside. The barn doors closed behind him. There was soft lighting inside the barn. He brought the bus to a full stop and shut off the bus engine. It was almost time to wake the chicks.Tom slid open the driver's window and a friend approached."All ready?" Tom said quietly."Yes," the man said."Good."Tom opened the bus door to what felt like a too loud hiss. He stood up and took a deep breath. Now the.