“Yes. Yes, I am now,” she says shaking. “Oh Spence, it was horrible and it felt so real. So very real.”“It’s okay now, Sam,” he says, tr...ying to comfort her. “It was only a dream.”“It ... it felt so real,” she says trembling. “I was turning into a Goji, Spence. I was becoming one of them.”“Don’t worry, Sam,” he assures her. “You won’t become one of them.”“How can you be so sure?” she asks with pleading eyes.“Trust me,” he answers, looking back with soothing ones. “I will do everything I can to. Foster’s power, the less Brandi wrestled with her feeling of disgust. By the time they reached Brandi’s house, her internal struggle had disappeared entirely, replaced by dreams of stripping, images of being the one up on the stage, removing her clothes and basking in the adoration of all those sexy, sleazy men.I probably couldn’t even turn them on, she realized with a sigh. If nothing else, the encounter with Duncan proved that. As she’d been getting redressed from their anal tryst, a thought. Erika: mhm ohhhhh Jamie: yea thats it slut! take it all in! erika: mhm goddddd Jamie: think you can still go again? erika: mhm ik i can bring it here erika: mhm u know what erika: u just lay there for a few okay Jamie: ok erika: i still have popsicle juice to lick out of your pussy and your ass but which one first Jamie: *i lay back and relax* Jamie: mmmm ass then pussy erika: mhm but i love eating ass erika: so idk if ill ever let it go hehe Jamie: haha whatever you say erika: *Licks your. I’d need you to take off your clothes, at least down to your panties for now, and sit back in the chair.” She pointed to a chair like was in Roger’s makeup room. Mary didn’t hesitate, she removed her clothes and sat back in the chair. “How long have you been doing this, sweetie?” “You mean modeling?” “Yes.” “Only about a week professionally, I did some work when I was younger, but this will be the first time that I have been paid outside my agency.” “Don’t let them get to you. It can be very.