A passion, actually. He had made these trips before, capturing photos of interesting things in the rural back country of the state. He had even won a ...ouple of awards for his work.In general, Don liked to photograph still objects. Sometimes just landscapes, but most often with some old man-made works included. He had one shot he had taken of a house located back into the edge of the mountains. It was obvious the place had not been occupied in a number of years, the paint already gone or at. I haven’t see Rosy yet. She was still hugging me. Kissing all around and rubbing her breasts on my back. Then she made me walk towards the bench beside the bed.I followed Janet like a puppy following her owner.Janet asked me to lay down on the bench with my face turning downwards.So that they will start massaging my back.I obeyed her. She poured warm oil on my back and started to rub my neck with her gentle hands. I was facing a wall.Meanwhile, Rosy walked to me and lifted my head up. She was. I paused, allowing both of us to catch our breath, and positioned a chair in front of her, folded her face and torso over onto the seat, still on her knees but now with her breasts and face downward on the seat of the chair, arms behind her back. I pulled her thong down to her knees, and I was now free to play with her butthole, clit and pussy, tasting them, fingering them, rubbing them. I put massage oil on her back and rubbed her shoulders, along the sides of her spine, all the way down and. ..exceptthe little girl...the little Chinese brat...she was too young...but heplans on making her his slave when she gets older," he admitted.I turned to Michaela."I better call Connor and tell him what has happened," I said."And then?" she asked."I have a plan, but I need to run it past Connor...I still have rulesto follow." I replied. "Don't worry they will be punished."She smiled."Okay," she replied. "We'll do it your way." Chapter 16After talking to Connor he.