I suspected she would agree because she was an art major and was used to nude models and the whole artsy-fartsy atmosphere. My concern was that I woul...d have to pose for her. Sure enough Rachael agreed, and we decided that she would model for me first. I planned to photograph her in and around some old buildings at a nearby abandoned rail yard. When the day came, I went to her apartment to select the clothes I wanted her to bring. As we drove there the conversation was unstrained and, although. She locked her lips to mine as I let my hands wonder lower and cup her ass through the tights under her uniform skirt.“Oh, god,” she moaned. “I cannot believe a freshman is doing this to me. You are making me so hot.”I squeezed her ass again and then ran my hands along her calves. She pushed back from me and opened the passenger door. “Get in back,” she demanded as she herself climbed over the seat back. I hurried out of the car and opened the back door to see her lying on the backseat,. "What kind of stuff do you like to read? Are there any particular i****t fantasies you like to think about?" What do I think about? Right now I think I could use a warm bath with some light music to unwind after a long day. Maybe a little television afterwards and then it's off to bed." That's not a bad idea. If I'm not mistaken, you owe me some paperwork tomorrow," I replied.She smiled, winked, and got up to give me a kiss on the forehead before leaving.***OFFICE RELIEF & PROPER HOUSEWIFE***. I walked for hours enjoying the surf lapping at the sand and the sun warming my skin. I found myself walking in an area I didn’t recognize. I had realized it was getting dark. However, I noticed it really wasn’t that late. There were clouds rolling in. It looked like a doozy of a storm. I smiled to myself, I love thunderstorms, lighting and especially rain. I noticed I had quite a few messages on my phone. It seemed I had been gone longer than I thought. I needed to figure out how far from.