She lay down, feeling exposed beneath his gaze in the thin white gown. He moved round to the side of her and she felt a sudden sting as he inserted an...IV into the back of her hand. Tears started welling in her eyes and she blinked them away quickly. ?This medication might sting a little ok, but it wont be for long? he said as he took a small syringe and injected into the IV port at her wrist. Her heart beat faster and she squeezed her eyes closed as she felt a burn in her hand. He noticed her. I had gone to bed earlier than my husband craving the enveloping blankets that would hold me warmly. Even though I was cold I still wore silk to bed letting it rub up against my goosepimpled skin hoping the sensation would be distracting. It turned out to be, but not at that moment.I remember being groggy and suddenly waking up feeling hot skin rubbing against me. A hand traveling up and down my thigh and gripping tightly. The hand went under my silk nightgrown and found it's way to my tits. There was a concert by a group they both liked. After a quick dinner, they joined the mob. They stood, yelled, danced to the music, shouted along with the words, sweated, and cheered with the other fans. For once, they forgot about anyone they knew seeing them and held each other unashamedly, like lovers.Back home in the upstairs room, they threw off their clothes and hurried into the shower. Not only were they hot and sweaty form the concert, but they were both dying for the feeling of bare. Taking a deep breath, I stepped out.Walking down the hall, we found the studio where the photo shoot was going to be. There was an assistant at the door, but she just smiled at us and waved us in. The room was quite large, bigger than I thought it would be. In the center was a white backdrop, with a small table and a few other items. On the ground was a dark blue crushed velvet sheet, that filled in the whole space. A portion of it was balled up, so I figured that it would play somewhat of a.