Hayden shuffled his feet as a flush crept up his neck. Regan moved closer and put her hand through his arm. They moved a few steps away from the roule...te table and Hayden asked if he could get Regan a drink. ‘I don’t need a drink, Lindy.’ She still sounded miffed with him. ‘I came to tell you that your date decided she’d had enough of being ignored and decided to leave.’ ‘What?’ Hayden stopped in his tracks and stared down at her. ‘You heard me. Craig took her outside to get a cab.’ ‘Why didn’t. .um...about blowjobs. I've watched some videos, and I've seen some of my friends' dads get them, and it makes me think about what a guy's...thing...tastes like, or how it would feel in my mouth...''A guy's what?' the low, business-like voice of Jason the producer asked, off-camera. He evinced no emotion, just the calm professionalism of a journalist asking a clarifying question-but his mastery of his job was evident in how confident he was that this question would create the opportunity for. To my surprise Jenny wasn't shocked. I left to absorb the info she had and the events of the day. I returned around 6 to find jenny dress in one of sluttiest outfits. I asked what was going on and she just looked at me and said that if BBC was good enough for her mom then it was good enough for her. I smiled and got ready for dinner. We walked into the dinning room and the guys just looked Jenny had on a very short dress that barely covered her ass and the top was open all the way to her navel.. She wore very little makeup and her dark, wavy hair was tousled-- no special dressing up for his benefit. But he felt strangly eroticized, and it wasn't from thinking about his current girlfriend. It was her, her curiosity, her candor, her golden flesh in the firelight. She stretched out one leg and squeezed his erection gently with her bare toes. "What's this?" she teased. "Thinking about her?" "No, as a matter of fact..." He held her foot to him and felt himself grow larger. His hands shook,.