She traced the length of Cecile's neophyte slit with the pads of two fingers, moving up and down at a slow, tortuous pace that had her lover whimperin... for more in no time. Such response! This was going to be fun! Her fingers traveled Cecile's cleft, teasing the netherlips within through the soaked front of cotton panties Kathryn longed to remove. That would happen soon. The T-shirt would have to go first, though. She needed to get her mouth around one of those plump, round breasts and she. Klassen, I can get double that for her just to be a demo driver for IC or for Regan Boats. Perhaps you'd be better off teaching an actress how to drive a boat."Vanetta snickered, which earned her a smile from Kelly."Well, can she act?" he asked. "Does she present well on camera?" For $25,000 you can do a week of tests with her," Kelly said."That's a lot of money, Miss Jennsen," he said."She's worth that and a whole lot more. Call Regan's and ask about how she tunes her own boats. Wouldn't it be. ‘Fuck,’ I muttered and fell back into my pillow. I ran my hand down my face. Yesterday had been fucking amazing. Jen had taken me on a tour of my new home city. We’d done every touristy thing she knew of. We spent the day laughing and talking about straight up bullshit. I felt like we’d known each other forever. She was the type of girl I’d sworn off. She was ultra-feminine. All girlie colors and clothes, no ink, but somehow she’d still wound up in my bed last night. ‘Shit,’ I muttered,. She said promises, promises looking over her shoulder as I held the hand mirror for her to see the line I added. I told her I would redo the out line of the whole tattoo to make sure the inks blend well and match. As I readied the gun, ink, and gloved up I couldn't help notice how when she leaned forward her butt was more visible and I got a quick glimpse of her rose bud asshole. Janis wasn't model material having more of the girl next door look to her, but from this angle next door girl was.