Bridgette was the show coordinator Carry-Anne had assigned to Jeryl for her runway show.“Well, at least she isn’t trying to become your fourth ass...stant,” she teased.“That would be your job, wouldn’t it?” I replied.She swatted my arm. She had matured over the seven years I’d known her.“Speaking of jobs,” she said after a moment. “What have you got for me? You promised something new for the show and I need to get going on planning and candidate selection.”“That’s what we’re doing. I want you to. He told me to strip down, which I did, then he just stood there looking at me for what seemed like an eternity. I was so uncomfortable, but what could I do at that point? He then started to unbutton his pants, all the while with me standing there. When he had them down around his knees, he sat in his chair and told me to come show him what a girly bitch I was. I told him I had not done this before, which was a bit of a lie, as I had sucked a few cocks. I came around, got down on my knees. “Miss Lea, gorgeous as always” David said as he held out his hand for her to take. She noticed that he checked her out. “He better!” She thought as she took her arm. Her green gown was so low cut, she would not be surprised if her tits popped out. The back was just as deep, revealing the pale skin above her ass. She felt sexy and invincible in a gown that showed so much cleavage and skin. They walked through the night, her hand resting in the crook of his elbow. It was silent for some time. "The entire herd was up and moving, reacting as one to some unseen threat. The nearest animals were already trotting, clouds of dust rising thickly behind them. The buffalo were moving faster now, their hooves pounding out a more urgent rhythm. Tiny antelope could be seen bounding swiftly away, while smaller animals scrambled for safety or sought their burrows.With a muttered curse, Mike floored the throttle, turning away and trying to cut across the face of the herd to safety, but suddenly.