Lots of young girls, eighteen or older but who looked and were made up to seem much younger, posed for internet nudes and even hard core photos and mo...ies. Perhaps that was the case here. If this girl wanted to be deflowered she had to old enough to know what it was all about. Matt relaxed a bit. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all. Yes, he would take her and yes, he would make it seem like rape, but he would be as gentle as possible with her and, most of all, he would give her the chance. Brad had the night shift along with Brock Ford, a fellow security guard in his late-twenties and a good friend of Brad for several years now as they had been neighbors in their suburb neighborhood and also due to the fact that they both were misfits and considered "losers". Brock's dad owned the corporation and that's how he was able to hook Brad up with the job.Mostly everything in the company was computer controlled so all Brad and Brock had to do was sit at the desk watching the security. And my usually attire was jeans or short skirt with a T-shirt usually without benefit of a bra, never needed one then like I do now.I had a few drinks when my roommate Jan nudged me and pointed at a guy drinking in the corner with a couple of his mates."That's the guy you want," she said.A guy was the last thing I needed right now, a couple of aspirin and a darken room would be more like it."I've heard about him," she continued, "he's incredible apparently, got the gift of healing hands.". "You'll burn." Not with your shadow over me, I won't," Lee smiled up at him, standing over her."Gonna lay there all day driving me mad?" Jay said, thinking about joining her. "You do realize Yogi likes honey too." Nope. That was Pooh Bear. Yogi likes pic-a-nic baskets." Hm, either way." Jay sat cross legged by her side, his fingers tracing tiny circles on her stomach. "We'll not get much done this way."Lee let a long sigh escape her at his touch, closing her eyes in contentment."We're on.