Within two minutes Jay dialed Jeanine’s cell phone, upon learning that he was again speaking to me, he hung up without further comment.Next on the p...one contact list was ?Sol?. Walter had told me that both sisters were inveterate marijuana users, and their dealer was someone named Sol. I dialed the number from Cheryl’s phone and a male voice answered, once again assuming it was her. My ruse, however implausible, was that I was a DEA agent and that Cheryl was cooperating in a drug investigation. "That was great. Thanks, Brody." Hilary grinned. "I haven't been to any kind of show in a while." Then she made a face. "But I have to say, being around all these college students makes me feel really old." "You don’t look that old," Mark said. "Gee, thanks." Hilary raised an eyebrow. "Just how old do I look?" "Nope." Mark shook his head. "No way. I've learned that anything I say can and will be used against me, so I'm not saying anything." Brody's phone buzzed and he flipped it open, laughing. Even though it was something reserved for pre-teen girls, I absolutely fell in love with "Hannah Montana." And surprisingly it wasn't like most people, I couldn't actually stand Miley Cyrus, I thought she was an appalling actress. No, my sights were set on her on-screen sidekick, Emily Osment. I'd watched her go from perky and cute sidekick to babe as she grew up on the show, and now Wishes for the Sick was going to give me the chance to meet her.As you can probably imagine, I've never had a. I couldn't hardly wait for us to call it a day and head off. Once outside I told Phil I needed to go back to the office before we went home. We headed up the stairs to our floor, Phil trailing behind I could imagine him peaking up my skirt, all the way up my seams.We made our way to my office, once there I sat on the desk crossing my legs. It's funny how with some guys it's hard to keep there attention when talking to them give them a glimpse up your skirt and they can't keep their eyes off.. I.