It was rather dark in the house, the shades allclosed.When I passed her, the door closed. It was obvious the girl was furtheralong than me. Her belly ...utted out at an angle as she had to hold herarm across it. It was an instinctual motion."I'm Sarah," I said as she looked away again."I'm Da...Deana," she said as she kept her eyes darting back and forth.Her head motioned as we followed through her home. The living room was adisaster, everything thrown about. Frames and pictures were on thefloor,. "An hour later with the contracts signed, the men left. Rey sat down and began an order for the materials.Alan Rey was in luck. One of the girls going to junior college with his daughter, Cheryl, set up a simple method for him to send pictures. He only had to have someone snap a picture each hour of the work done. Then at the end of the day, he set the camera in the cradle, clicked one icon on the computer and 'voila' the day's pictures were sent.Ready for inspection, the two gates were in. You’re down to your boxers, then you take them off. As you put your fresh clothes in a neat pile you hear girls' voices. For a second it doesn't register. Just as you’re about to put on your training gear, we walk through. You drop your Lynx shower gel and the top pops open squirting a little onto the floor. Now you realise your mistake. “I think you might have the wrong room mate,” I say. The other six girls all giggle. We all look at your perfectly toned body. Misha, my blonde friend, the one. I pushed my knee between her legs to spread them slightly and for the first time, saw her perfectly trimmed pussy in the mirror. She looked at me in the mirror, waiting for me to say something. I simply said, “Perfect."She whispered back to me that she needed to see my cock. Rather than turn around and face me, she reached back and pulled my boxers down to just above my knees. I was fully erect and engorged, but she still had not seen it yet as she was standing directly in front of me. She.