" Just for a night." Hmm ... Maybe photographer wouldn't be the best. Someone might want to know where he could see your pictures." I thought for a mo...ment. "What are good careers in this town? Finance?" I don't have a head for money. You pointed that out to me already." How about advertising? You could be a copy-writer for an ad agency." A free-lance copy-writer..." ... between assignments..." ... taking a break, but with some prospects lined up." When we get back to the apartment, we'll look. Patty and Dana did their best to make the young women comfortable in this new position with minimal adjustments to the apparatus, while Charlotte returned to her now nearly empty suitcase.Charlotte summoned Patty and Dana to her. While squeezing a copious amount of lube in the right hand of each women, Charlotte whispered. "Okay, now y'all are the fluffers for the boys coming up next. If'n they pick a red ping pong ball with her number on it, they're gonna fuck her mouth. If'n they get a white. Ken followed the directions answering the door and Jack walked into the house. He took one look at Ken and blew up. "What the hell is going on here. What did you do to your fucking hair pansy, you're really gonna be punished for this. And I told you to get rid of all your underpants. Now get those off right now." I came up behind Jack, grabbed him by the hair while twisting his arm behind him. I whispered into his ear "right house you fucking prick but wrong sissy boy". He tried to turn. She knows of my fantasies about you. I have shown her your picture and she agrees you are such a stud. We...we are more than roommates. I want her to meet you without telling her you are my brother. I want to see if she will recognize you. She probably will though because I have your photo from the eleventh grade on my side of the bed.I laughed and said, "I was such a geek back then. I don't really look like that picture anymore." She smiled and told me she always thought I was really.