"Lyla wore a red turtle neck bodycon dress, her long wavy blond hairstyled into a french twist updo. She was beautiful Ivy thought. That'swhy she's a ...upermodel you idiot! she told herself."Come on Lyla. Crane your neck sideways and hold perfume near yourchest," the photographer went near her and showed the pose. "Are you sureyou're okay, Lyla? We can take a break." No, I'm good," she said. All through the shoot Lyla made many mistakes.It looked like she was doing the modeling job for the first. So she googled to find this lounge by copying part of her e-mail instructions' but she made a typo and hitting a second 't' instead of a comma, so she wrote the words ' sotto the lounge Ottawa' into the search engine space and came up with Sotto Lounge a very swanky bar and lounge on Dalhousie Street.She was only 17 years old and under Ontario's drinking age, but she figured she could easily convince the club staff to let her in if she promised not to drink. That's how naïve she was. That night. "You are so sexy" and I grabbed her by the crouch brought her in for a big sloppy tounge twisted kiss. It was heaven and our tounges danced around each other while grinding on crouches together and I grabber her ass. I started to take off my clothes and she pulled off my underwear and started to suck my dick. OMG it felt so good. It was so warm and her tounge was go up and down on my head. She licked it up and down and I couldnt believe what was happening!!!!She got back up and I took off her. My first call was to Bethany to check up on her. She was doing great, and she sounded very happy. She wanted to know if it was OK for her and Gene to visit sometime, and I told her just to let me know. She figured maybe the weekend before Thanksgiving break. I told her things were going well with me and that I’d call her again in a week or so.My second call was to Kathy. She wanted to know if it was OK for her and Kurt to come on Saturday and stay until late Sunday afternoon. He had a car so.