The late spring weather was hot and muggy around her and the late days' sun was beaming through her window in on her, and the over shirt that covered ...er halter top was beginning to stick to her from her body sweating. She took the shirt off and her nipples, despite the heat around her were poking out inches off of her pert tiny tits, and were hard as the glass of her windshield.The helicopter that flew above and the plethora of emergency vehicles that were racing up the side of the highway. "So sorry, my dear. Now, if you could pull your panties to one side?"The shutter goes again and again, and after each click, Gastone winds the film forward to the next frame. And so it goes on, click and wind, click and wind. It's hypnotic. At first, I wondered if there was even film in the camera, but later, he showed me some of the results. He was actually an excellent photographer. He's got a proper darkroom and everything and develops his pictures himself.Now it's my bottom's turn. Gastone. Nothin' I planted wuz really bothered by weeds, so I could jus' let the farm slide while I took care of other thin's.Wildflower wuz 'bout ready ta deliver, so our cabin wuz abuzz with anticipation. She wuz hopin' fer a boy, but I didn't care that much—I knew that I wuz gonna love whatever showed up. She wuz workin' on comin' up with possible names, an' the other women wuz helpin' her make two lists. She had a new favorite name every day, so I didn't make any effort ta try ta remember the. Your fingers wound in my hair as our tongues darted in and out of each other’s mouths. I broke the kiss to catch my breath and regroup for a moment. I looked your way. You were as breathless as I was and it was hard to tell which of us was more flushed at the moment. Your eyes met mine and I could see the passion burning in them. I motioned to the waitress to bring my tab and stood to grab my coat. I was more intoxicated than I thought, standing so fast accentuated the alcohol’s hold on my.