Click! Click! Click!It wasn't until after I had taken the shots that I realized that she wasn't wearing panties. Her full, black bush was just as I re...embered it. I gulped for air and tried to straighten out my cock.A moment later Bella returned from the kitchen with our wine. Putting three glasses on the end table she feigned indignation. "Well! You naughty people have started without Bella! I guess I am not so important1" I looked at her standing there, hands on her hips, a smirk on her. Shapely legs led up to a gorgeous bum that had men falling to their knees. I had a flat stomach, perfect boobs, and my acne had cleared, leaving behind a beautiful fresh complexion. With deep blue eyes, plump lips, and golden hair, I was a knockout — and I knew it. Men hit on me constantly but I rarely entertained them. I had a few boyfriends, but I was still committed to my dance, trying to make it onto the big stage. I was always short of money, slipping months behind on my rent, and I needed. W ... we just started going out this summer."This shocked me a bit and I released her hair and pulled my hand from her, moving around the couch to sit beside her, "why 'afraid'?" Mister Dane, yes I am ... I want to be yours ... but ... and well ... I like Richard."I swivelled on my seat so that I was facing her. From one side I could see Jen and 'C' watching me intently. From the other corner of my eye I could see Erin's boyfriend still casting glances our way. But he could only see the tops of. Mostof the bar was full of girls like me; some passable to the point thatthey looked better than most genetic women, and then there were morelike the woman who I saw in the parking lot. I saw a few guys walkingaround that were just dressed like guys. It was weird: they would walkin, stroll around the dance area for a few minutes and then leave! Iasked the bartender what was up with them; and he said that those wereguys they called "peepers". They were guys that just liked to look butwere.