I've been getting into body painting. Recently. And on other people, I can paint clothes so realistic, you wouldn't be able to tell the difference fro... the real thing" I'm sure that you could, on a good day." On all the days! Every day of the week!" all year?" why not!"Joe paused for moment. He looked at Sam. Then his face grew into a wicked smile. "Lets prove it shall we. Tell you what kid- I'll forget about your little misdemeanor If** and only if** this little muffin can go all year in your. “Okay, Mom?”Ji-MinI trembled as I moved to this divan that Priscilla and her mother were setting it down. Their heavy tits heaved as they brought it from their little hiding place around the corner of the gym. They set it behind the table beneath the awning, a long, padded bench for us to have sex on it. I had curving arms so you could lean on it like a couch, but it had no back. It was like something Cleopatra would recline on.I grabbed my mom’s hand. She gasped as I led her to it. I couldn’t. "Clare had flicked her head at Cahlewis to accompany her aft, explaining as they passed,"Common room and galley, those are Mr Hobson's and Mr Windsor's cabins, thse are the crews quarters and that cubby is the Bosun's; Chief ERA has the same on port side. Air lock to the tunnel which we clip open unless there is an emergency. Those hatches on the starboard side are to the food stores — refridged space, and those on the port side are to the fabric store. After air lock, clipped open. Just aft is. "Sweet."Now that the finances had been taken care of, there was only one more problem. How could he avoid his family's smothering interrogation? Earlier, he'd talked about it with Fred. Fred's solution was as elegant as it was unattainable. "Go home with a beautiful woman and let her tell them how successful you are." In other words, lie to them.Leaning back in his chair, Guy decided it was time to give this problem some serious thought. What could he tell his folks? The success part was true..