I want you to decide what kind of photos to take!" O.K., but I need to ask you something. Do you trust me to do the right thing for you?" She nodded h...r head up and down rapdily: "Of course - you are like an angel to me!" "O.K., because I'm going to shoot ALL of you!" Jenn repsonded, "Do you mean 'all' of me? I've never had pictures like that before." I said, "If you want to stop now, I'll take you home." No, No - I don't want to stop. I'll do whatever you say! Make me beautiful!" With that, I. . except not if she was disappointed in me.I think I understand people who commit suicide a little better. Things go wrong for them, and it piles up and there just comes a time when you think, "What the fuck. This isn't any fun and it's not going to get any more fun, and at least if I croaked I wouldn't be thinking about all this any more."Not that I was suicidal. I mean it wasn't that bad. But the final and irrevocable death of the relationship would be kind of like that. It would be over, and. ?For a full month? Are I sure it'll be safe?? It was the dogs she was worried about. Was she absolutely certain that theautomatic feeder she'd made would work perfectly? As for herself, she knewthat she was taking an enormous risk, but she was confident that the trainingshe'd given them would hold. Certainly Towser would do his best; he reallyenjoyed this new game. But a month - give or take a day or so - was a verylong time to spend in the role she'd chosen. Water would be her main problemif. She chuckled and stroked me a little faster.Let me tell you, she knew what she was doing. She had me in just the right grip, and her fingers were sliding over the swollen head at the perfect pace. It felt amazing, and I have to admit the danger of her jerking me in the middle of a restaurant made it even better.Needless to say, my vigilance suffered a little. Not enough to fail to notice the blonde server coming around the corner, however.“Hey. Hey,” I quickly said under my breath while.