I figured I could do most anything she needed done better and cheaper than anyone she could find in town. She had a nice, small house way out in the c...untry, miles away from "civilization." I had been up there to help with things three weekends in a row until one Friday night, everything changed. I pulled up to her house about seven-thirty that evening and she greeted me outside as usual. Usually her greeting also came with a hug and a kiss on the cheek, but this time she kissed me on the lips.. Not good. I shook my head slightly, telling myself to focus. “What?” I asked stupidly. He frowned. He knew I had a bad habit of not listening well enough. But it wasn’t completely my fault. He’s so beautiful that it’s hard to focus on anything else sometimes. He tightened his grip on my throat slightly to make sure I was paying full attention this time. “You do nothing unless I order you to. You do not cum unless I order you to. You may ask for whatever you want, but that doesn’t mean I’ll give. There hands were all over Paula’s arse and each was taking a turn at exploring her dripping wet cunt that now presented itself to them, so enticingly. They were all over her like a rash! Stroking her, squeezing her tits, tweaking and pulling on her long nipples, fingering her wet cunt and running fingers along the crack of her ass. I indicted for them to relax and slow down a little, savour the moment. Paula likes it slow and gentle, certainly not rough. They got the message and calmed down a. It was good to be posing with other girls, especially Ally, but most of all they thought I was lovely, and I needed to know that. I didn't mind posing in the nude, after all it's only a body and fifty percent of the worlds population have the same body." Possibly I thought, but few as lovely as Ally and Libby. I suspected that she had an image problem though, and I had to feel some of the guilt for her low self-esteem. Could it be that my supposed rejection of her had planted the seed of.