Then we should plan to shoot some of you here with the plant.”“Okay. I think this is going to be fun.“Well, I’ll put together a nice portfolio...and send it some contacts I have in New York and Los Angeles.”“Gosh! You’ll do all that for me? We’re almost strangers!”“I don’t think we will be by the time I’m through shooting you.”She laughed and said, “I’ll never get used to that.”“Robin. Would you consider having dinner with me tonight?”“Sure! That would be nice. Besides, if you’re going to shoot. I rubbed her pussy and I saw it was wet. She must've just got done. I lick my fingers just to get a taste and I was so hard.. Taste was pure bliss. While I was tasting her juices she made another movement slightly raising up her shirt. Exposing her stomach. I saw her little heart tattoo that was right underneath her left boob. I decided to so snake my hand through to cup and feel her nipples. They were getting hard in my hand again as I rubbed it with my pointer finger. She moaned and her head. I undressed, emptied the pockets of my wallet, keys, and a few things I usually carried, and then tossed my clothes out to Jessica through the cracked open door. I closed it, noticing it didn’t lock, and then turned on the shower.Bliss! I thoroughly showered and lathered my body, carefully taking care of a budding hard on (when was the last time I was naked in a college co-ed’s room?) and willed it to go down. Finally I turned off the water, reached for the towel and dried myself. I’d not. "Detective Mike walked toward the door. At the doorway he turned around and said, as though continuing a conversation they never had, "Well, Mr. Tabor, if you hear anything, call me." He made it obvious that, from where they were standing, they could be heard by someone eavesdropping.Frank followed him to the door. "Yes. I certainly will," he said in the same, 'louder' voice.He watched as the detective stood on the sidewalk for a moment after he stepped outside and casually gazed down the.