"Welcome back fellas," said Candice, walking over and sitting down."It's certainly nice to be back," John grinned."So, is that more like the girl from...last night you remember, officer?,"said Candice rubbing his shoulder."Not exactly ,but I think I'm getting the idea, Candice," John smiled. "Comeback over and sit down honey. Let's talk."Jordan walked very carefully, trying to balance in the high wedges as hewalked across the room.He was extremely self-conscious, looking down and seeing his bare. They were discussing what to eat for breakfast, wanting it to be small and simple. They were planning on having a rather large meal around two in the afternoon. A lot of families had traditions of serving turkey, ham, or prime rib for Christmas. It had become a tradition that they have Cornish Hens cooked according to an old family recipe. There was just something special about a Cornish Hen served on a bed of wild rice surrounded by maple glazed vegetables.The current topic was having bacon. It only took 20 minutes before she saw she had an email waiting for her, she could hardly wait to open it.It was from a man calling himself Mikey13, He’d seen her post and was up for an afternoon of fucking in his hotel room, he was here working and had a few hours spare time, he also said he had a friend who would like to join in if she fancied a threesome but was happy for just the two of them to fuck.Oh God yes, she wanted a threesome all right, sore or not she wanted it, she was answering. I loved being a model so much but Iknew I could never do it professional. A girl candream can't she. After the show we had a reception. "You did awesome." Ben said. "I couldn't have done it without you." I said. "What do you mean?" Ben asked. "Your my inspiration." I said. I leaned in andgave him a big kiss. "Let's dance sweetie." Ben said. I just loved dancing with Ben. I felt so safein his arms. "I just can't believe we won't see each otheragain." I said. "What do you mean?" Ben asked. "This.