She was at work, so I understood her reserved response, but I knew she was happy for me. “And . . .” I continued, “They are looking for more mod...ls!” “Really?” Jill responded. Her interests were peeked. “What do they pay?” Jill asked. “A thousand a shoot and up to five, if you do anything involving nudity,” I replied. Jill had no issues with nudity. She once posed fully nude for eight hours while artists tried to recreate her image in oils on canvas. “Didn’t you get horny?” I had asked when. " I thought that your dream not so many years ago was to play for the Boston Symphony." In the last few years, I learned that I'd be equally comfortable playing for LA, San Francisco, or any of the major symphonies." She shrugged. "Boston happened to be the only one offering right now." Is it living up to what you imagined it to be?" Some parts, yes. The others... I'm not quite sure. It kinda reminds me of that song you used to sing all the time." Um, you'll have to be more specific. I used to. You weren't around. He kept touching me and fingering me the same way you do. He told me we just had a few minutes till Linda got back and we could turn that fantasy into a reality. I don't know why I did it but I went into his bedroom and,... well, you know the rest." No, tell me," I demanded."Jerry, please, you know what happened." Say it, tell me what he did to you." I wasn't getting off on this, in fact I had tears in my eyes. I wanted her to admit to everything she did." We walked into the. ” “I know. That’s why I stopped,” the gravely voice said. “We have a long way to go yet.” Kitty felt a tear of frustration run down her cheek. What more could they do to her that what he had just done. It was absolute torture to be that close and be denied. She felt the man shift a little as he pulled his shaft out of her. He ran the head and shaft between her pussy lips once, causing her to jerk violently, before sliding it up the crack of her ass to her anus, which he tapped with.