"Sounds good. But your going to have to pickme out an outfit and tell me if I look good."
Chantelle lit a cigarette and grinned, leaning back into the chair and looking over the troops.
"Although i want to accompany you with your freelancer travels. Dont like being alone. Gets boring babe."
She unbuttoned her top two buttens of her shirt, letting the sun bounce off her pale skin. The blood still onher lips as sheclosed her eyes and giggled.