Barbara arrived right on time. She was an extremely attractive young girl. Her picture didn’t do her justice. We chatted for awhile, finding out thi...s was her first time modeling, but was looking forward to it. She insisted, ‘ I meant what I wrote on my application.’ I replied, ‘OK, let’s take some pictures and see what you look like on film.’ I gave her a tiny pink string bikini and directed her to my studio to get ready. A few minutes later I entered the studio. There was Barbara, standing. Obviousally, i got a huge hard-on by picturing that in my head. Another hour passed, and i could tell she was drunk. I carried her to my room, even though she protested, and layed her down on my bed. I waited a while just thinking of things to do with this hot ass on my bed. She started gaining conciousness a little bit after a while, and was well aware she was about to be raped and their was nothing she could do. I took off my pants and shirt, and let my dick hang loose. Why, when you learned all about this business, did you not go to the Prefect of Police or the examining magistrate? It would have been simpler for you to give yourself up and tell the exact truth than to engage in this unequal fight." I was thinking of doing so. But I at once realized that the plot hatched against me was so clever that no bare statement of the truth would have been enough to convince the authorities. They would never have believed me. What proof could I supply? None at. I lifted my dick and grabbed my scrotum. “This is my balls.” I said. “One here, one here.” I explained as I moved my sack to outline each testicle. Now show me your pussy.” I demanded. Chrissy smiled and put one leg up on the side of the chair. Holy Shit. The mystery of the female anatomy right in front of me. We were both naked now. I stood and moved closer to Chrissy and knelt on the floor. My eyes might have been bugging out like Roger Rabbit. I might have been drooling. All I know is that I.