”Three shots. Hot shots of her tits hanging down.“Turn around and bend over at your waist. I wanna get shots of the backs of your legs and hose.�...Click. Click.“Nice. Great view of your legs to just above your hose tops.”Click. Click.“Now, move your feet apart.” And more shots.For another ten minutes I took various shots of my wife Cheryl as I hoped the photo shoot would help loosen her up for an even more ribald evening at the XXX theater. I hoped that she would be willing to play with some of. .. he did. Even if nobody could see them. This private snuggle time was precious and the Powers picked a piss-poor time to show themselves."Who are you?" Cassie cried. "How did you get here? Guards!" Won't do any good, Cassie," The Powers that Be said, "On this planet, you have to have a previously observable physical connection with a Watcher to see us."Ceiling said, "Cassie? Is something wrong? Is there someone there?" Where have you guys been?" asked John, "I thought I felt you."Cassie. We confided in each other about our first period -- the excitement, the fear, the mess. I watched my own vulva as it grew downy fuzz along the slit, and up toward my stomach. God did it itch! We shared our new bodies with each other. I can recall Jennifer showing me her fuzzy pubic hair. Our bodies were new worlds to explore, and we were partners in that exploration. It was not long after that we became aware of each other's sexuality. My first experience with masterbation took place at. "Do you know which one, Caroline?" said Greta, growing impatient. "Mostof these are really pretty and look wonderful for Christmas. Now thesepeople don't have all day dear." Nana... I..I'm not sure," stuttered Carl, seeing dozens and dozens ofnail designs with little Santa's, candy canes, reindeer and more."So pretty, but still a blonde like her mother," said Greta pointing toa page. "Give her those. They'll look best with tonight's dress, and atleast match her toes with the primary color. Now.