Apart from a few “Hi’s" and "Hello’s” they hadn’t really engaged very much. They looked late twenties, maybe early thirties to Mike.It was t...he woman, tall looking as she was of slender build. Long legs Mike had noticed and fairly short blonde hair. Attractive. She went to the rail at the edge of the terrace and looked out over the ocean. She had a beach blouse on that came down to the top of her legs. In the moonlight, he could see the buttons were undone leaving it loosely open. He was. "John look at me," she commanded a bit louder, "what's your deal?"John turned his head and fixed his almond shaped brown eyes on Staci's dark sunglasses. "What do you mean," he asked."Well, you've said less than two words since we got here, you won't look at any of us and I'm just wondering if we're that unattractive to you or if you just are embarrassed to be here?"John sighed and let his gaze wander down to the edge of the surf where Jill and Renee were playfully splashing each other. "A. The haze clears and I can see his face again. His eyes have moved down to stare at my legs...He notices I'm not wearing any panties because I see a bulge beginning to form in his pants. I smile, and lean forward again, holding out the pipe to him and his eyes travel back up to look at me as he quietly takes the pipe from my hand and gives me the lighter in return. This time he lifts the stem to his lips and I place the lighter on top of the bowl of the pipe and light it. We lock gazes again but. I walked down the stairs of the club Gerry was using for the shoot. It was nice, not the usual dingy places he had photographed me before. This was nice, really nice. Dark red, deeply buttoned leather sofa’s, and chairs. Matching décor. Everywhere I could see no expense had been spared. There was even a changing room, spotlessly clean, as was the loo I was relieved to see. The lighting was already set up, Gerry had used the club in the morning, doing some work for the owner, part of the pay off.