I anticipated his arrival. He brought us Mexican food for lunch. I made him remove his pants too, only to be fair. As we ate, he would gently rub my l...egs. From my toes to the top of my thighs, I could feel his strong older hands caressing me. The nerves were gone. He told me I was beautiful, I told him he was silly. After lunch, we made our way to the bed. He was on his back, I got on top of him. As we kissed, I was grinding my soaked panties against his briefs. He removed my shirt and bra. Rob. Horacio was a big deal editor and his layouts were always big deal layouts. I was a long shot, and I'd known it. Still, Marcos made me try every season. He cared about me and wanted me to aim high, even if I always missed. Don't get me wrong, I was a good model, and I did all right, but I wasn't "Horacio's big." Oh well," I said, smiling my best. "There's always next season." That's what I hoped you'd say," Marcos said. He patted my shoulder and gave me a wink. I used to love that wink when. She was slightly overweight, with a bit of a tummy below her riotous chest. It looked like the kind of body that had given a few men a good time over the years. I had never flirted with her but, on reflection, she probably had done a bit with me. She excused herself and went to the bathroom.I changed the music and sat down, trying to stay awake after a long and very eventful night. When Shazza came back in her zip was still undone, as if she had simply forgotten it. I had seen that before,. Elden was none too happy about having her greediness called out in such a manner but couldn’t respond without telling a bald-faced lie.There was another small hiccup when she demanded oaths of secrecy, and he demanded one in return.“You are not to tell anyone of my items or abilities. I don’t want people snooping around in my affairs because of someone’s loose lips.”“You certainly seem to think you’re important, don’t you,” said one of the other adventurers the priestess spoke about. His dark.