There was this girl, Joanne or Joanna, I could never get it right even then. I spotted her in my philosophy class. Long dark hair, quite pretty but no... stunning, and probably she didn’t think she was pretty at all. But what stood out, literally stood out. This girl was stacked. The first time I saw her she was wearing a tight pink sweater, and there they were, standing large firm and proud. Utterly magnificent.Being me, I sat in the row behind her, and to one side. Close enough for a fantastic. In a short time, both women joined me at the dining table.“Cheryl, I know you saw me give some of your friends business cards with a job offer.”I hand her a business card for the modelling agency.“I want you to quit your job and phone my people. This is for respectable modelling work and has nothing to do with my porn empire. Yes, they sometimes do nude work, but they will be instructed never to push you to do things you are not comfortable with. This job comes at a price. Since it is more. He saw, to his utter surprise, that it was not Kate in his bed; rather, it was Jenna that he had been rubbing against. "What's wrong, daddy", Jenna said, seeing the look on his face as she also sat up. She was completely nude, so her firm, perky tits came into view as the sheet fell away. Anthony couldn't help but stare at his daughter's breasts, even as he mentally yelled at himself for not being able to tell that it was Jenna beside him. "What are you doing in my bed", he finally managed to. Hemmingway’s buzzer was the third one from the bottom. Jade rang the buzzer. She rang it again. She wondered why Quinn was living there. This neighborhood was beneath him. Quinn was a big time writer for goodness sake. The Meet And Greet ‘Can I ask you a personal question?’ Quinn smiled. He watched her as she played with her curls. ‘Go ahead.’ Quinn eyed Jade’s bottle beer, the one that was on the cocktail table. He could never refuse Jade. If she said she needed beer, then she needed beer..