Nancy stood there nervously, the pained expression on her face adding to my shame as I slid my hand down between my legs to grab my cock, which had be...ome as hard as a rock from looking at Nancy. I tried to hide what I was doing at first, but gave up when I saw that no matter how subtle I tried to be the moving of the sheet left no doubt as to what I was up to under there. My only hope was that Nancy wouldn’t run out the door when she noticed. Nancy’s eyes did go to the movement of the sheet,. . what?”“Oops! I guess you’ll see it when we get home. Let me just say, it took a long time and I’m not a patient model.”“O-kay then. I’ll wait for that explanation.”“So how did you learn to pose?”“Weird, really,” Kendra said. “Have you ever played the game ‘statue’?”“You mean where everyone runs around and goofs off until someone yells ‘statue’ and everyone freezes?”“Yeah. Well, I had a bunch of strange friends in high school. We played the game a little differently. There were six of us and. "Good evening, Sandy. It is nice to see you again, and let me add that you look gorgeous this evening." Thank you Mark, it is good to see you again as well. I have been thinking about our afternoon together and hoping that you would call so that we could see each other again." I wanted to personally bring the photographs that Barbara Adams took of you that day." He reached into his briefcase and removed the envelope with the pictures, handing some to Sandy and the rest to Jennifer."My goodness,. They kissed deeply and urgently and then Martin pulled back.“Let’s go to my place,” he said, glancing at her for a reaction.“Okay,” was all she could manage.The pressure on both of them relented as they drove off again. It was all a question of stages, they both thought. A key stage had been achieved and given them both pleasure. That border would not have to be crossed again, or at least it wouldn’t be a problem. Martin’s passport had been stamped.“What are we going to do at your place?” Sarah.