I felt my face get warm as I blushed; I couldn’t admit anything like that to Meryl. She noticed my discomfort and said, “I’m sorry Paul, I didn�...�t mean to embarrass you that much.”I got back to business, “Meryl, we should get back on the road. I mean, you’re are paying Supreme for this time.”“I know. Maybe in the future, we can talk more about . . .” For a second she was unsure about what to say next. “I mean we can talk more about intimate matters as we get to know each other better. How does. This happens with the other girls also. My guess is they also do it intentionally. I do the quickies, five minute poses, which don't have to be comfortable because I won't hold them long. These are done for the artists to loosen up. During my first ten minute pose I go down on all fours in the doggie position, thrusting out my arse suggestively. The artists are free to move their easels around to any position after I assume my pose. With only sketching materials this is easy and all eight. James, I didn’t know who Hasid was when I killed him. Yes, I knew that being his hostage was not a good option for me. I didn’t kill him because he planned to use me; for that, I wounded him. I killed because when he pointed the pistol at me, I knew it was him or me, it was in his eyes.”“Maybe you posing as him will help me reconcile that I couldn’t help him then, but I can help him do some good even if it is through you. He wasn’t all bad. I think he would get a perverse pleasure out of his. ?” I say as I sip the dark red wine, feeling quietly comfortable after a good meal in Lisa’s company.“It’s about sex,” Lisa admits with a blush. “You and I can still talk about sex, right?”“Oh, yes, of course,” I say. “I LIKE talking with you about sex!”“Thank you for that!” Lisa beams. “I also feel very confident and safe talking about sex with you.”“That’s good! What do you have in mind?” I ask.“Yeah,” Lisa hesitates. “It’s something you said once, something about that you believe that sperm,.