Well. Not much, she thought. She moved her hands back to his chest. She tried to be as light as possible, but she needed to feel his muscular chest. E...ven as he slept, she could feel the definition of his muscular build. It was so sexy. Her pussy started to tingle. Mark stirred and his groggy voice, spoke, "Feeling me up while I sleep? Naughty naughty." She smiled and put on a fake pouty face, "Naughty? Humph." Mark said, "Oh, now, don't be like that." She kept up her ruse, "Why not? You gonna. I had no need to read the files, or refer to the hours of recordings to recall every detail. Even the details of her life before the interview came to mind as my subconscious studied each picture. All wore the house trademark of white leather and black lace, each was captured full length, the 'magpies', I smiled to myself, the nickname was apt, even if it was never uttered in my presence. I remember the day my picture was taken for the first frame, so many memories, both good and bad, but now. He got of and a couple of other men came forward but i said no, most backed of but one still tried i raised my voice and he was quickly pulled back by one of the older men who told him to look at my necklace. He went a few shades of white and muttered an apology and quickly went. I stood on shakey legs and went to the shower which instantly cooled me down, as i let the water go over my body a voice from behind asked if she could wash me down. I turned and there stood caroline, i giggled and. Carly’s chest rose up and down as she panted. Her heart thumped.She had never been so excited in her life.“There, nice, I knew those tits would be gorgeous,” Mr. Richards said. “Now, Miss O’Shea, move between Miss Franklin’s legs. Prepare to eat.”Panting slightly, Jenn smiled at Carly. She held onto the waistband of Carly’s bikini bottoms, and tugged down. The silly bottom, with the candy corn on the crotch, slid off Carly’s legs, over her stockings and off. Jenn lifted one of Carly’s black.