If Picard could maintain, so could I.Since I figured I had a couple of hours of sunlight left, I decided to go outside through the big door in my ware...ouse and take another look around. I wasted some time putting on my native clothes but drew the line at the moccasins. I laced up my lineman Redwings instead. Hell, surely the footwear wouldn't stick out badly if I ran into someone in the neighborhood.Changing firearms was on the agenda too. The faux M1 they'd sent with me was fine, but I had my. It wasn't long before they approached to the woman's destination. The frosted window (the size of a full-length mirror) on the door read, _"The Jill Johnson Modeling Agency" _."She's a model?!" Marion said, her heart sinking."She's a model!?" George said, his heart shrinking."Woof!" Well, you're the dog of a model," George told him."Yes, Neil. How do we know you're not in a doggie model," Marion told him, as the woman opened the door."Woof!" Good morning, Miss Grant," said the young man behind. ..nobody knows how to get there, either. Tom, put that stuff down for a minute, I want to talk and look at you and hold your hand. Sit with me a minute, we can look at the lake, nobody can see us here. What you did with me last night? That was so nice, so sexy, I've had boys in my mouth before, every boy wants that, god, they all do, but last night, it just makes me want to kiss you all day today. Do you think I'm slutty for doing that? Really, I need to know. I really, really wanted to feel. I will call him MY BBC. He is very fit, standin6'3" and about 200lbs. His dark skin was such a turn on for me. Everyday after the work was done the six man work crew, Dad and us girls headed to the pond to cool off, yeah right. The water was cold but with two new guys for each of us girls to play with had our pussy juices were running down our legs on the walk to the pond. Dad, kept wiping our inner thighs with a towel tellin us it was needed. I know he was enjoying that a great deal.I.