She was wearing well-worn skin-tight Levi's and a worn-out chambray shirt with the sleeves torn off at the shoulders. A pair of moccasins were on the ...loor and the girl had her legs tucked up under her. When Kathy walked in, she looked up and smiled warmly.Kathy just stood there as the girl uncoiled and padded over with bare feet to greet her with her hand outstretched. "Hi! I'm Ginger Conrad. Who are you?"Kathy extended her hand and found it gripped firmly. She returned the grip and replied,. She had her hair in a pony tail and she wore a light shirt, unbuttoned almost all the way down with a low cut, frilly looking thing under it. I could see the swell of her breasts and they looked perfect. She seemed like a regular, if exceptionally good looking, woman and not some rich bitch."I can't thank you enough, Janet. You have been far too good to me, especially under the circumstances. I will repay this kindness first chance I get," I promised as I slowly stood. "I'll be on my way now."I. Watching out for traffic he hurried across and went in. Once sat downwith a cappuccino in front of him Alec started to look through the girl'spurse properly.Her name was Daisy Bowman, according to her driving licence. She would betwenty in three weeks' time, and she lived not far from his flat. She hada debit and credit card, several store cards, mostly from clothing shops,and was a member of a nearby gym.He took a sip of coffee and looked at her mobile. She had a good numberof contacts listed,. There were a few people preparing the catering in the kitchen, I passed by, said hi and went through a narrow corridor where there was a a bedroom and a toilette.While I was in the toilette I suddenly felt my cock getting hard and found myself thinking about the blonde photographer, I couldn'thelp but giving myself some jerks and it felt good, I could have cum but I felt I was just warming up.As I was leaving the loo, opened the door and just trying to come in was the photographer, who smiled.