He tried command ing it to come up then he tried using hand motions and then he tried asming it nicely. When nothing worked he sat down. Slightly diss...pointed. He knew it was probably just a dream but he still kinda hoped he'd actually had powers. I mean how cool would that be!"try picturing it happening and concentrating on the picture . It'll work i promise." A voice in his head said.. He thought he was seriously going crazy but he thought... What the hell. And so he did. And the pencil. I put my hands on the floor in front of me and leaned forward acing like I was stretching my back. I 'm stretching my back and turn my head to look up her skirt. I look up her skirt expecting to see a thong or g-string as this girl has definitely has the body for either of those small panty types. It was kind of dark in this hallway and it wasn't his easiest thing to see but I saw part of her bare ass but as I looked closer I realized she wasn't wearing a thong or g-string ... or any other type. "No distracting the judges or you'll be disqualified." Sorry," she whispers, dropping her chin to her chest in a mock pout. "Do I really distract you, Brandon?" Damn straight she does! They all do."In a nice way," I answer, as I walk past each girl staring intently at her chest. When I get to the end, next to Alex, I stare down the line looking at the variation of protrusions from each girl."Look, this shouldn't just be about size," I say, once again taking a seat on the couch. "I can't be. Bob was aghast. He had no idea. Martin told him what to do that night and later at the party. Martin told Bob not to worry. In fact, when Martin found out what Bob had been asked to pay, Martin handed him the money. The only condition he placed on him was to promise not to tell Cheryl who was helping her. He sent Bob across the hall. Bob knocked on Cheryl’s door. It opened and he saw her. She was terrified. She was naked, and quite obviously on the verge of tears. He spoke to her. ‘Do me a.