Main nai aik moqa daikh kar use sai pocha saima maine tumari dost ko dosti ki offer ki thi magar wo boli kai tum sai pooch loo kia tum mujh sai dosti ...arogi kion kai agar tum mana karogi aur permission dugo tu woo mujh sai dosti karegi wo boli raheel main tum ko like karti hoon kia tum mujh ko like nahi karte main nai karta tu hoom magar main darta tha kai khein tum mere ghar waloo sai shikayat na kardu wo boli nahi main nahi karongi aur na tum koi aisa kaam karna jise sai humare gharwaloo ko. The big difference this time was that she was completely OK with everything - unlike Saturday when all this nudity stuff had been just so totally new and unexpected. In just two days so much had changed in Jessie’s young fourteen year old mind. This was to the point where she was now even quite excited about having a man’s naked penis dangling just inches from her nose as she took the cold drink from his hand.As Jessie Harper took that can of soda from Bradley Terrence’s hand she was quietly. Home never seemed in sight. But at last I arrived home two hours late. "I'm upstairs!" Elizabeth yelled. I started wandering up the stairs. Starting to strip before I even reached the door, I threw my watch, wallet, and what not into the valet on the desk. Hung my coat up and walked over to her putting my hand on her waist; planted a kiss on her neck and asked her how her day was. "It was good, I got a lot of stuff done today. I expected you home hours ago; what happened?" she asked. "Ughhhh.... So much for physical security. I scanned the desktop folders and found one named “Cam Shots.” Could he have made it any easier?I opened the folder and found it littered with sub-folders, each named for a different woman. It seemed that Marcel was meticulous and well-organized. I took a USB thumb drive off my keychain and inserted it into an open slot on the front of his computer and dragged a copy of the folder onto it.As I scanned down the list, my heart stopped when I saw a folder named Jude..