She was rarely home anymore and when she was all he heard about was Brad. "Brad knows this agent and he is going to talk to him about representing me.... "Brad has a friend who is a fashion director and he is going to get him to use me." "Brad knows an Art Director at So and So magazine and he is going to get me in."And then one night she didn't come home. When she dashed in the next day she looked guilty as hell and couldn't meet his eyes. "The shoot last night ran late so I crashed on Brad's. "I woulda bought tickets to see that."Kell laughed, "Shit girl, you woulda fucked a boy to get a chance to see a football jock get knocked on his ass by a girl." Naw," Mindy said, and then paused for a second, thinking about it. "Well, yeah, I guess I would've." Next time don't bolt from the cafeteria so fast." Well," Mindy continued, looking at Cindy, "I was gonna say that if you needed any help, just look us up, but if you're hooked up with Passion Flower here..." Don't call me that," I. How he kissed her and massaged her body, and made her feel like a queen. How she got on her knees and sucked him. How she stripped for him and offered him her ass. She wanted to show me how she stripped for him...Her black dress was extremely short and her perky breasts showed nicely through the thin fabric, her nipples hard and readily visible. She reached behind her and unzipped. She shrugged and the dress fell to the floor. As she stood there in her heels and black panties, I could see. I did not spot anything right way, so I continued in the same heading, figuring my estimation of the distance I had walked could be off a bit. After walking a couple of hundred feet further, I still had not located the tree. I spotted a pine tree that was half dead and relatively thinned out that looked safe enough to climb.I thought if I could get a bit of height over some of the lower trees, I might spot it, and I did. But it was at least ten degrees off the heading I had taken from my.