She wore a pair of short denim cut-offs, white sneakers, low cut socks, which accented her perfectly shaped tanned legs equal to those of a world clas...s model. Her top was a blue & white striped cotton tank top cut short, which clung tightly to her body, exposing her firm flat tanned stomach and accented the firm mounds of her growing breasts. She was a vision of pure young beauty as she stood there smiling at me. "Ok Uncle Ron, I’m ready to go driving." She exclaimed, snapping me out of my. She would always be required to put on a show in which she did a strip tease. When completely naked, she would have to open herself up for the men and show her pink pussy. In one show, she had been told to shove a lighted ball into herself before she began her dance. The men there were delighted. They especially enjoyed when she ejected the lighted globe with a pop. The other girls were intrigued. They had gotten into the business by circumstance and they’re own choice. Here was a girl that her. The briefing room was packed full when Carter walked in, despite its size it was remarkably unglamorous, with a projector on one side and a screen on the other. The smell of coffee filled the room, as the coffee maker churned away. It was eerily quiet in the room, and the recent news made the mood somber. Michael Simpson was sitting at the head of the table his head buried in files reviewing the day’s events and time lines. Simpson had been at the agency for 18 years, and had risen through the. ”“So I won’t get funny looks?”He shook his head. “Everyone will just know you’re in the naked dorm.”“Cool, so what about in town?”“I mean, people might be a little surprised to see you naked but its legal anywhere in Dunwich.”“Cool.”A few minutes later I noticed Sean, my roommate, and Gabe from next door walking into the dining hall. They were both fully clothed.“Hey, that’s my roommate,” I said, and waved them over. I was actually somewhat relieved when they sat with us. Sean and Gabe were.