.Who's 'Mia'?" Mum asks."Oh, she was one of the girls who was picking on me," I explain. "Butshe apologised so we're friends now. She's in my ballet c...lass, paleskin, long, black hair?" Oh- yeah, I think I know her," mum says with a concerned expression."So... She was bullying you, and less than 24 hours later, you'refriends?" Well- not 'bullying', really," I say. "She was just following what Samwas doing. Mia's cool, really, now that we've got to know each other abit better." 24 hours is. So get the kettle on.” “Okay, no problem, Shane.” I turn away to fill up the kettle and put it on to boil, allowing them all to take in my ass and legs now. Over the slight hum of the kettle boiling I can half hear mumbled comments behind me, but one lad isn’t quite as subtle. ‘Look at the arse on her, she’d definitely get it’ I feel myself redden, not believing he just said that so loudly. So many dirty thoughts run through my head, imagining how much fun I could have with so many cocks. I try. Her legs seemed to long for her body and this made footwork much more difficult. Eventually the only sport she still played was gymnastics but she never made the school team. To make up for her lack of after school activities she took up the drama club. Here she fit in easily with her perfectly angled cheekbones and pretty face. Although a number of guys approached her there she was never interested, party because half of them were very camp or they were just there because if they didn’t pick. Megan blushed and smiled saying’ Oh my parents would never approve of that!’ Jackson: You are an adult now and it is your life to live. Megan: Yes I suppose, but I would probably be a bit nervous and it would go against my strict upbringing. Jackson paused and said: Yes, but nobody would have to know. Megan blushed again. Jackson said : Here is my card and come down to my studio and I can show you what sorts of things I need to have a model for. Megan said: Well tomorrow I can come down. .