We finished up around lunch time, and he expressed his gratefulness for my time and asked if he could buy me lunch. I of course said “yes,” and we...went across the street to a very upscale café in Phips Plaza. Lunch was fun as we laughed and I also was becoming enamored by Jeff, but tried to keep my enthusiasm tempered knowing he was married with a beautiful family. However, the conversation became more personal and he started asking me if I had a boyfriend. The answer was “no.” What I did not. She got angry with me and told me that now she will never disturb me. I was shocked by her msg and told her that it won’t be possible for me to access hangout all day. She understood and shared her number and told me to come on what Sapp.I shared my number and saved her and updated my contact list. WOW she was/is atom bomb man. I was really shocked and feeling lucky after seeing her DP and asked he is it her real pic and to confirm she shared her more pics which were very charming. We started. Are you fuckin k**ding Kim said, he jerk off for me and talks about you, he's crazy about and loves his ass, I let him cum on my ass down my crack and say you thinking Gina as his cock is rock hard, yes I love me gina, then come on ms Gina's asshole and lick it up I tell him Gina asked kim, does he do it, are you k**ding me, he's all oer my ass and crack licking up his cum and he eats it all. God I would love that Gina said. Sorry says Kim, he can cum for you and you can watch, he'll love. Sure I hop around to my oldies records like a six year old on a sugar high, sure it’s my craziness that fuels my need to paint- but it’s the actual act of painting that keeps me sane. It’s a paradox for sure. But painting is my meditation. I don’t know where I’d be without it. At this point, you’re probably wondering,- Nicole, what is your book about anyway? You’ve already told us it wasn’t about your relationship with your mother, and it isn’t about your painting career. Does it have a point,.