"Chloe nodded, unsure of what was going on. This guy seemed like a legitimate agent, rather than a kidnapper. How could she make excuses to get out of...there?"For one thing," Manning said, "If you sign with us, your body is ours. I mean, the right to photograph your body is ours alone. You can't go to another firm, you can't do commercials…any extra projects you desire to do you have to go through us first."Chloe nodded dumbly. "Okay," she said. She lifted her drink to her lips and took a couple. Her father was told had she’d be lucky to find any suitable suitor that would accept such a head strong girl. As the only woman around she suspected her father didn’t really want her to go and if she had to marry, she was more worried about the thought of leaving her home to have become part of her husband’s family. To get a good match she was told she should remain ‘pure like the snow’ so as not to be ‘known to another man’. It hadn’t made sense then or mattered much as there were not any. Brent felt his housecoat start to tent. He was now in a state of fright that Lea would lean back again, feel his growing erection and be shocked and pissed off. Lea continued to work the screwdriver and as Brent looked up he saw that the screw was only about halfway in. "Why didn't I find shorter screws?" he thought, unsuccessfully willing his prick to subside. He was trying to figure a way out of the potential embarrassment, and then it happened again. Lea was starting to tire. In an attempt. It was a nearly forty minute drive to her house and I debated going back several times thinking how stupid it was. I am not one to do stranger screws like this but I was also rather excited with anticipation, the unknown. So I found her house, parked and texted her to let her know. After a minute or so, she appeared at the door with a robe on and nothing undern she greeted me and gently stroked my cock through my basketball shorts that I was wearing, and said that she loved the way my cock just.