He suggested dinner tomorrow night.”“Did he say what it was for?”“No. Do you want me to find out?” Lexi asked.“I’m just trying to figure... out if I need an agent or manager there or not,” I said and then scratched my head. “He requested Dad and me?”“Yeah. I’ll find out what it’s about,” she said and turned to leave.“Hey, before you take off? Is there time for me to take someone to dinner tonight, or am I booked with the shoot?”“You have an hour and a half around eight. Did you want me to make. They got into the elevator and pushed floor number seven for Julie’s room. All of her roommates were at the boyfriends’ houses so she usually had her room to herself. The elevator started going up and so did the sexual tension between the two of them. Now Julie and Jessi had only ever hooked up with each other when John and I were there with them, outside of that they hadn’t done anything more than make out at a bar. They couldn’t keep their eyes off of each other in the elevator and by the. From the abrupt shaking of the footage, it appears as if they are in an embrace. My heart is racing and my mind is fuzzy, like I was drugged or in some kind of fucked up dream. Things are happening at a speed I am struggling to keep pace with.The phone flips so it’s facing up, capturing both of their faces in the frame. Julie looks diabolical, Linda looks apologetic.“Hi there. I hope you don’t mind me borrowing her for the night? Of course you don't,” she laughs. “Remember those times at UCLA. There was a raspy sound emanating from him, the rasp of labored breathing. He was all but panting as his squeezed my tight, slim thigh, and his excitement was contagious. My hardened nipples stood out firmly beneath the thin, satiny fabric of my short nightdress, and I felt the damp heat that was starting to make the matching panties slick. It was time to wake up and end this before it went any further. With a stretching yawn, and then a pretended start, I gasped and sat upright..