He was holding my book in one hand, offering it to me. On the front page, he had written a note: MEET ME TOMORROW AT MIDNIGHT BEHIND THE STABLES. ENJO...Y THE SUNRISE. I looked back to him, but he was gone. ‘My curious nature demanded I humor him. So I climbed to the roof, watching the sunrise that morning. It was, I think, the most beautiful sight I had ever seen. I was on edge the entire day, excited, expectant… I knew that something new and interesting was about to happen, something that would. It seemed that I wasn't quite done being bothered, though, as Ollieleaned in to ask, "What do you think my play should be?"**********************************************************************************************"Billy, do you know where the interview notes for those prospectivehires went?" Mr. Johnston asked as he poked his head out of his office.While my fingers kept typing, I looked up to nod at my boss. "Yes, Ihave them." Oh, good, can you bring them in here when you're free?" Mr.. Across the room, a middle-aged man watched them with interest. He walkedover and introduced himself as Peter I. Groomer, Casting Agent. Mr.Groomer was looking for young girls to model the back-to-school fashionsat the local department store. The stout man said, "From what I can tell,you two have the maturity to follow instruction, and the cuteness thatother girls will want to copy in their wardrobe choices. Their parentswill want their daughters to dress like you. If your little sister. I have never been more mortified.Jim smiled into my eyes as he faced me."Ever seen a teen-ager's cock after he's taken amphetamins and Viagra?"I suddenly realized what that "vitamin" was. I also understood why my cock was so unusually hard."No, no, please," I gasped as Jim peeled my panties down my thighs. I looked down in shame as my cock strained toward the ceiling, angry and swollen.The men gasped. "That is the hardest cock I've ever seen," said one man."He is really built to be fucked,".