All those months of feeling guilty for wanting to fuck her again only to realize she was cheating with Bill and God knows who else.Lisa stopped pacing...and placed her hand on her son’s shoulder, “Can you at least try to understand what I’m going through.”She sank down on the bed, next to her son. Reaching out and placing both her hands around his, her robe had opened enough for Josh to see the small patch of hair above her pussy. She kept it trimmed now.“Can you forgive me, Josh?”Josh stood and. She had straightened her natural blonde curls and she tied her hair back tight and into a bun which made her look very business like once she had put on her red pant suit and blazer. She had put a light shirt on underneath the blazer so that her lacy bra couldn't be seen through the open v of the blazer. I asked her to take her bag with the hidden camera and to film the shoot for me to watch later. Three hours later Cherry arrived back home and said that the shoot was really good. I asked if. Then another. I don’t drink much, so the alcohol quickly gave me a buzz. His voice and manners made me quite at ease so in no time I was relaxed again.He said, “Are you ready?” and handed me a hotel robe. He pointed to the bathroom and said I could undress in there. I followed his suggestion like an automaton. I went into the bath and quietly slipped out of my dress, bra and panties. I watched myself in the mirror as I undressed. I hoped Bill would like what he saw. He had me lay face. “Don’t damage the photo!” she exclaimed when Charles pulled out a pointed paper knife.“Ne vous inquiétez pas. Don’t worry,” he added in English. Concentrating, he eased the tip of the knife against the photo. “Bon. See? No damage.”To me, he said, “You were right. It’s a microdot. Vien. I have a microscope in the back.”We followed him into an even more cluttered work area. When he bent to look at it through the microscope, I stopped him. “You don’t need to see what it contains.”He nodded and.