She trusted Todd because he was a sort of geek and didn't really know how to talk to girls. He really was more interested in his computer and the sill...y games he played ceaselessly night and day.He was stretched out on his cot looking at the TV he had built into the ceiling.She saw it was the silly reality show with the girls who were wrestling with each other in stupid things like gelatin or chocolate that looked like mud. It was pretty obvious he was enjoying it because his tucked away cock. “Button it Cocker,” I says, “I means she’s strong as any bloke,” I says.“Well don’t go geting any ideas,” Lucy snapped, “I told thee I’ll not cook and clean for thee, nor go down pit, I’d rather go down whore house.”“Look here, thee’d frighten blokes stupid, now if thee’s got any sense thee’s sell the honour to highest bidder.” I suggested.“And how much would you offer?” she asked.“Five bob,” I laughed.“Done, I’ll tell our mam.” she grinned and went back to shovelling. She must have been hot. It was a pink dress made of a stretchy kind of net material. No bra and only a little pair of matching pink panties.It was so hot!"You think they will like it?" She asks"Yeah, they're gonna love it! Are you ready?" Yeah, I'm excited but I'm getting kinda nervous too." She says"Well I'm sure you will be fine, don't be nervous." Jen walks up to me and gives me a little kiss and takes my hand."I didn't take my pill this morning, I guess it wouldn't matter anyway." She says with a wink as she put. Westy came stumbling into our room with his arm around her, and tried to introduce her to me. He had an opened beer in his other hand, which he waved around as he talked."Hey, Sean ol' buddy, meet..." He turned to the girl, a mousy little thing with thick glasses and a downturned, thin mouth. "What'd you say your name was, sweetie?" Eleanor," she said, gazing at Westy's imposingly broad shoulders, and dropping her eyes to take in his swimmer's chest, down to his impossibly narrow waist."Yeah..