Esspally now that I am talking to you. We exchange sweet words and giggles. Our conversation leading to more arousing things...picturing in our minds ...hat each other is doing...your voice getting deeper as you ask me what I am wearingi lower my voice and tell you just my lace panties. I hear your mmmmmm at picturing me...I ask you the same. Trying to get the mental image of you in my mind. You whisper...Wearing just a smile baby...smiling at the thought of you lying there naked...mmmmmm...I. I just can't get myself to sleep. Until I do and I just don't care what happens in those dreams until I awake.The next morning I take a shower.This scenario has also played with my thoughts. Where I lather up his godly body with soap until I once again take that cock of his in my mouth to stimulate him. Will you just stop it and take a normal shower for once! I think to myself. I don't eat anything for breakfast. I just hop into my car and drive to the set. Just when I park my car, I see him.. ”It was an offer that Seydou couldn’t refuse. A free-rein to take his pictures on top quality equipment paid for by someone other than his own bank account with only a commitment to occasionally take pictures or videos for Rhino, what’s not to like?So it was that Seydou took out a lease on the vacant unit next to Rhino’s complex and set up his ‘Photography Services’ company which in truth was just a front to provide special assignments for the Rhino.Oskar was very happy with the arrangement and. In some way it seemed appropriate that I should burrow through the residue of Gillespie's life in the place where he had met his death. So I went into the empty room and deposited my books and papers on the still-mismatched tables. I refrained from occupying the "siege perilous."Only a few moments after I settled down, a maintenance man entered. "Sorry," he said. "I just wanted to clean up." It's OK. I'm not supposed to be here anyway. I was just looking for a quiet place to sit." Well, you.