This gave Candy a true hard edge in Tonya's mind.Not that she felt left out in the looks department either. She herself was five-seven and in really g...reat shape. Her breast were smaller but much more sensitive to the touch. She hoped that she would pick-up more of Candy's natural 'freakness' in a year or two. After all she was a frosh and Candy was a third year student. To try Tonya had shaved her head down to stubble and pierced her nipples. She walked around campus in knee high lace up boots. Her high heels made her calves tighten up, but it was the gentle sway of her ass, packed tightly in the skirt, that Stan liked. Too bad the camera wouldn’t get much of that, but the blouse that hugged her breasts and the two top buttons opened revealed a nice pair of tits and that is what the movie would get. Her hair was black, a little past her shoulders, ideal for an Indian squaw once they tied it in back. She was beautiful, dark brown eyes, big lips that were smiling even as she walked up. “Hear me out. I was a bit tired last night, but like sodium pentathol, sleep deprivation is a truth serum. Alcohol does that, too. You don’t say things that aren’t true, so much as you say things you don’t yet want to say and know you probably shouldn’t say. Things like ‘you’re a peach’ and ‘I love you’.” She smiled at me. “Did you catch those, or miss ‘em, maybe?”“I caught them. Actually, both of them. The peach thing doesn’t bother me too much. My aunt used to say that a lot. Am I scared. OMG the sweet baby Jesus sent us one of his angels, this beautiful tallish blond woman (38 years old) bounds in the door with the biggest smile on her face, the second we laid eyes on her, Chloe and I felt completely comfortable and at ease. She told us she had not been with a couple before and her only experience with another woman had been a lesbian show her and another worker had done for a client while he watched, was more than happy to take us on and as Chloe has had limited experience.