*** One by one we wrapped up and headed out into the living room. ‘Ok ladies,’ the photographer stood at the front of the room. Alana sat closest... to him. He smiled at her. ‘Tomorrow we’ve got a promo pool party at the casino. Anyone want to go?’ I was so pissed. I didn’t even give a fuck. He was nowhere to be found, Alana sucked off the photographer and was pretty much guaranteed the cover, and I felt like shit. Everyone raised their hands except me. ‘You aren’t going?’ he said from behind me.. Obviously he told her it was okay, because she began thanking him repeatedly. She handed me the phone, and Brad asked me if the sleepover was okay with me, and I told him it was fine, and that Joanne needed some familiar company around, besides her new brother.We had just hung up the phone and the doorbell chimed, and when I answered, I was met by Debbie. She was tall, slender, with really nice boobs, a beautifully curved torso, and had the face of an angel. She was wearing comfortable pink. I was in no hurry for her to get an apartment. I was looking forward to getting to know her as a grown up young woman.Well in the next month I sure did get to know her. She was not shy and would walk out of the bathroom naked. She never closed her bedroom door so I saw her naked or half naked all the time. A few times she stood bare breasted in front of me talking. She was naked in bed and never covered herself. I was glad she was so comfortable with me but she was driving me crazy. One day I. "You just didn't tell me she was an intelligent buttface." So you saw her." I did. She is of the opinion that since she paid for the skates, that makes them hers. Apparently she thinks she loaned them to you for a few years, or something like that." Why are you all hunched over like that?" she asked suddenly."I'm not hunched over." I tried to straighten up and not wince at the same time. I was surprised at how hard that was."Yes you are. You look like you'd fall out of that chair if it didn't.