She started by saying that the first one, I was very nervous as you can see, but it payed off my student debts. It’s more of a sexy undies try on th...n anything else, just showing fanny and tits between changes, not really sexy but seemed to have been a hit. The guy who made them said it sold around five hundred copies in the first month. I was one of his featured models in his monthly sales magazine. Got loads of fan letters, guys being very explicit about how much I turned them on and how much. She bites my lip, a little harder than I think she intended, and breaths quickly. I kiss my way down to her neck, and gently return the bite. My fingers are now notably wet from her juices. At this point there is no way I am letting her jeans remain on her. I finish unzipping Amanda’s fly and place both my hands on her hips. She suddenly flicks my hands away and pushes me forward. She places me about 2 feet back and stands further away than I would like. I start to protest but she holds. I bit my tongue, though. I couldn't bring myself to tell them I wasn't just going to be made love to by more than one guy at a time. How could I explain that I also wanted my choices taken from me? That just once, I wanted to be fucked against my will... to be roughly used however they wanted to use me. How can someone want that? And how can it then be against their will? Leah's voice interrupted my thoughts. "Okay honey, time to get ready." Feeling relaxed, I turned half around, looking up. " I don't know what to say. 'I'm happy for you.' sure doesn't seem appropriate. I turn to her. Not just with my face, my whole body. She turns also. Our knees touch. I hold out my cup. "Here's to the future, Rose." "To a new beginning, Charlie." We 'clink' our paper cups together and sip and smile. One shield is down and she looks more open than she ever has. But not to me. To the world. She is back on the market and ready for some adventure. "I want you..." "Rose..." "...but I can't have you..