I asked her if she was ready to go and she said she had to get her clubs out of Marks van. So we walked out to the van with Mark and he opened the bac... of the van and there was her clubs with her bra in the bag.We got in the car for the trip home and I asked her why her bra was off and she said she was drunk and the 3 guys on her foursome bet her she could not take off her bra without removing her shirt and she showed them she could. I also asked her why they did not stay at the bar at the golf. The money is much better at the club and the boss doesn't hit on me as much." But I hadn't heard that last part either. I really wasn't hearing anything but the sound of my own enraged voice. It wasn't until later, after I had replayed the whole conversation in my mind, that I recalled what she said about her boss hitting on her. I became angry at myself for not paying attention at the time she had said it."Why? You said you were good at it?" I asked but no answer was going to placate me.Still. Trevor introduced us to the other guy who's name was Justen. Trevor helped me find the sight to watch their cams, when he brought it up there were four different cams in their living room covering about every angel I wanted. Also were three other guys sitting on the couch and recliners watching porn. One was a stalky dark haired guy, one skinny redhead, and another skinny dark haired guy with a goattee. When Trevor and Justen were done showing me what I needed they turned to Jill and told. Und ich musste ungefähr 20 Minuten in dem Bus aushalten. Puuuuuh, dachte ich, das kann ja heiter werden. Doch kalt wurde mir im Bus nicht. Noch ahnte ich nicht was der heutige und die folgenden Tage bringen würde, die mein Leben verändern sollten. Vor mir stand ein Indianergirl mit greller "Kriegsbemalung" und sah mich an, lächelte mich an, ihre braunen Augen strahlten und ich strahlte zurück. Und dachte bei mir, hmmm, die Gesichtsfarbe sieht aber echt aus. Hinter mir stand ein bestimmt 1,85.