Ross gaveno reaction to emma's cream fetish.  After all, she was only 18 years old.  It was clear that her body had definitely matured much faster than some of her behavior.  She could call it an addiction, a little secret, a quirk, or anything else she wanted.  They would demonstrate to him who she was and what she would do in a certain type of situation.  He wasn't here to judge her on who she was or what she did.  He was only interested in getting the forsight to what he would be able to get her to do for him.  Her nervous habbits werebecoming clear as well. she had already played with hernavel ornament twice that he had seen.  Her sweet little giggle was another sign of nervousness.<br/><br/>Ross gave no negetive reaction to Emma's  fetish with the cream.  He had certainly met girls with worse addictions than cream.  So he would smile  and take a sip of his black coffee.  "I've been drinking my coffee black for twenty plus years."  She then continued the conversation. To which he smiled and replied,  "I want you to enjoy it. Drink it however you like."   He attributed it to her being nervous and completely understood.<br/><br/>When she needed a napkin, he quickly helped her find on on the tray.  He gave a light smile and took another sip of his coffee. "Creamer in coffee? Not an addictions I'd worry about." he responded with a grin.  Ross once again just observed Emma and took extra notice of her stud as it was unique.  He wondered where she had gotten it from?  Before he could ask, she shifted the conversation to the outfits and how they might or might not fit her.  He listened as she thought out loud what size she could wear.  Concluding with asking him to choose what she should wear.   Ross once again was prepared for this as it was common among young girls.  He smiled and replied,  "I think we should write down the type of outfit and the sizes that could possibly fit her.  Then we will go through the clothes on the rack and you can try them on.  You'll know what you like on yourself." He said in an assuring voice.<br/><br/>He took another sip of coffee and mentioned,  Check them all out and whenever you're ready?  We'll go hunting."  He said with a smile escaping his lips.  Asshe continued looking at the photo album. He asked curiously,  "So what are you hoping to gind for yourself as a model?  Do you want to make it a career or just a few bucks on the side?"   She was a very sexy girl and truly could make as much money as she wanted to but she hadn't really indicated what she wanted out of this part of her career.