.. My name’s Lana Garland. I’m 36 years old, and I’m an administrative assistant from Stratford-upon-Avon.”As she gets closer we can set that ...she has strong features, a Roman nose, and a little too much make-up.We cut to interview footage – with Lana and Renae side-by-side. They are turned slightly toward each other and we can see that Lana’s nose (in profile) is a little on the large side.“What happened was ... I got myself really hung-up on a guy ... We met on our first night at uni – and we. " She added seductively. "I'm really fucking horny right now. I can act like I'm asleep again if you want?" I shook my head in disbelief. "This is insane." I hissed. "You're fucking crazy." "Fine. Suit yourself." She replied as she parted her knees and proceeded to explore her pussy with her fingers. "Screwing around in the dark is one thing." I whispered. "But having sex in your bed is another." "Oh well." She shrugged. "I guess I'll see you in the kitchen in the morning then?" She was now. Her build is athletic, I saw her in a crop top once and only once, and she had a strong set of abs, she is pretty short for our grade, at a cool 4’10”. I though stand at a average 5’10”, I am not very thin, and have no athletic ability, but am extremely strong, I have pale white skin covered in blond arm hair, head hair though is a dark dirty blond that is almost brown. My eyes are a blue/green and my charming disposition makes up for all of my shortcomings.The one time I ever heard the bus. She opened the door and saw her car waiting and with profuse relief she lit a cigarette and stepped onto the pavement to in order to leave Dr Stephen Mortlock’s abode and retire to her own little flat and the welcome ministrations of Polly.She nearly made it ... nearly.As she alighted from the bottom step of Dr Stephen Mortlock’s town house she tripped on her heels. Luckily, or so she thought, she landed in the arms of a rather handsome gentleman dressed in a tweed suit and a London Fog.