If it was as healthy as the rest of him, it would be a good one. It was on the Sunday morning after my visit to the gym and I went on one of my longer...jogs, taking me through a big park and along the river. As I entered the last mile or so a guy with a huge dog came round the corner. I had to take evasive action to avoid crashing into his giant pooch. In doing so, I tripped on a loose paving slab and twisted my ankle. I screamed but the dick with the dog just said “Ooh sorry love and walked. Why do you need me?" First off, do you know what boudoir photos are?" I nodded so she continued, "I don't trust anyone to take that kind of photo of me. Also I need your computer skills to make sure he won't try to sell them to some web site or make copies for his friends." Okay. Let me get this straight. You want me to take sexy pictures of you, and create a program that will prevent him from sharing them. I shouldn't ask this but what's in it for me?"She blushed as she laid her hand on my lap. Take goodcare of my little girl." I hugged dad again and then my husband drew meaway and we danced.We danced, with many partners and each other and drank, cut the cake andlaughed. About ten o'clock, Andy stood and took my arm. He raised a glassand toasted the guests and especially the wedding party. All toasted andthen he processed me out of the ballroom and into the elevator. The doorclosed and we fell into a tight embrace. Our mouths were almost gluedtogether and hands were all over each. She asked me if I wanted another glass of wine before going to bed. I told her of course. We stood up and I knew a tent had formed in my pjs. We downed two more glasses of wine before she gave me a hug good night. The hug lasted longer than usual and she pecked me on the lips. Typically she didn't kiss me at all or just gave me a little peck on the cheek. Then she told me about a picture album that was in the night stand next to my bed. “You should look at it; it had no pictures of me when I.