I tugged her in close. I gave her side a little squeeze, pinching imaginary love handles through her shirt."I take it back. No more than 5 lbs differe...ce."She elbowed me. "Stop it. You're just being mean now."We hit a particularly bad rut in the road, and we were both thrown toward the middle of the car. I tried to hang onto her, but her arms and legs were flailing, and almost clocked me. I caught a breast flush in the face, and instinctively opened my mouth, clamping on for a moment, until the. "Yes" I replied, with a shaky smile and shook her hand."This way Hun" she said and led me through an office to a store room. Once inside the store room I realised it had thousands of pairs of tights. (Properly the same amount I use in a year.)Anyway the girl pointed to two pairs of sheer tights and black lace bra, “wear the tan first and then the black” she said and started to leave. “Is there any pants?” I asked.She looked at me quizzing and smiled, “you don’t wear pants when you model for. I left for home as I didn’t have much work. In the evening around 6:30 I received WhatsApp message from her.Sw: Hi.Me: Hi.Sw: Where are you?Me: In my flat.Sw: is it ok if I come and see your flat. I want to know how spacious it is so that I can move to your society.Me: Yes, please, welcome. (reading her message I felt something very interesting is going to take place).After some time I received another message.Sw: I cannot come today, my husband is already at the office to pick me. I will come. ”I froze. How would I explain getting arrested for this to my parents? Luckily, I didn’t have to.“I think she’s gone and I don’t think she saw us, but maybe we should go someplace more private.”“That’s a good idea.” I couldn’t stand this stop and go. I had to have him. I didn’t want to wait much longer.I quickly put my clothes back in order and he did the same, before driving quickly out of that parking lot.He drove around again with no where in mind to go. I started thinking that a hotel would.