True as it was, I didn’t want to sound like a Jerk. Well, she wasn’t going to card me, and it’s not like I don’t drink. . Can you come by next week sometime?”
My heart just about exploded in my chest. But she moved with confidence, she was obviously fit, and dressed simply and plainly in a blue halter top and black slacks. Either way she charged on, unperturbed. I was deafened by it, and when I was finally finished I was as utterly spent as if I’d spent the entire hour fucking with the couple in the photo, not just touching it up. In this economy of course, jobs are few and far between, and jobs that are friendly to college hours are even harder to find. Her work area was an old porch that had been screened in. I reached under Kayly’s bent form and pulled the beer back towards me the very top of the bottle ‘accidentally’ brushing against her restrained bosom.
