The blonde had a big smile on her face.“That sounds complicated,” Shane said. The producer glanced at me over his shoulder. “You really have all...the kids they say?”“Basically,” I said as he turned and walked us through the studio.I felt so important as I walked with my entourage through the studio. People paused to look at me. Now I was like a movie star or a pop star. It hit me then. I was famous now. I had the paparazzi flooding the University of Washington all eager to catch pictures of me. "Surprised to see you here," I stated carefully, grimacing against the dryness of my throat.Dawn's eyebrows furrowed, and without me saying anything more she pointed to a pea green pitcher on the table beside her. "Want some water?"I nodded thankfully, watching as she let go of my hand and poured half a Dixie cup. Standing up into a half-crouch, she braced her left hand on the mattress and leaned over me to raise the cup to my lips. I opened my mouth to let her pour some of the water inside. Finally he slipped his thumbs into the waistband of mypanties and began to pull them down. Since Cathy and Ihad shared the bathroom that morning I knew that shehad on the same amount of clothing that I did; justpanties and a bathrobe. Dave pulled my panties all theway down and made me step out of them. He tossed themonto the table and they were quickly joined by Cathy’spanties. Dave stood up and took my robe by the collarand began to pull it off me. When he had uncovered myass, he pushed. Also tight fitting low cut tops that had her boobs on show, the boys in my class argued whether she wore push up bras or not: she didn’t they stood proud on their own, I know.I found out one Saturday by chance. It was approaching exam time and I knew I needed some extra tuition to improve my chance of getting good grades so I could go to sixth-form college, so agreed with my parents that I would do some private tuition on a Saturday morning. My dad had arranged a tutor through a local agency,.