It was the fact that Tony never really gave her a good briefing on the job or what was expected of her. He didn't take it well and got drunk and gave ...er personal assistant and close personal friend Lucy a hard time. She was certain it was to establish his macho personality and he seemed to enjoy humping the girl oriented masseuse from behind while she squealed in distaste. Holly did not want to interfere because she knew they both owed Tony for his work to get her accepted in the modeling. "Get your sorry, two-faced ass up here, or I will scratch your pretty boy face, asshole."I had never been so proud of her.White-faced Dodge did so, and between the three of us, we hauled my poor bleeding body out of the plane. I knew first aid, so I examined my old self.First I stop the bleeding - Yuck! - blood on my hands. I hear myself say in a cultured voice that I find very annoying, "Just a mild concussion. He should come out of it soon."'Richard Yokum' groaned, and came awake with puzzled. Then she started stripping her clothes and I removed my clothes as well.Damn the memory of her naked body still gets me hard. After getting naked we again kissed with passion. I attacked her tits squeezing and sucking on them trying to please her. Her moans kept making me put the pressure on her tits.She then pushed me to the couch and started grabbing my dick. She started licking my dick like it was an ice cream stick and it felt great. After a few licks, she took my 8-inch dick in her like a. "Now. I mean, not that you ain't ... I mean, we ain't even graduate yet ... I mean..."The girls broke into peels of laughter and Shawn sank back in he seat to sulk. All of which gave me a few minutes to think about something other than the lump in my suit pocket.Eventually, we got to Missy's house and I was greeted by her father who'd gotten to the point that he'd stopped calling me a 'slick hound' and had upgraded me to 'that McElroy boy'. Hopefully, he'd get used to calling me 'my.