‭"Yes," she agreed without a further thought, "In fact you can run me back to my rooms, if you give me ten minutes, Coffee?" she asked.‭ I...shook my head, "No, but thanks." I won't be long.‭" ‬she said,‭ ‬and then she shouted‭ "‬Mommy,‭ ‬my Taxi‭' ‬s here,‭ ‬see you later‭!"She smiled,‭ "‬Let's go‭!"I suppose we drove about a mile before I pulled over.‭"I'm just so very sorry." I said, "I took advantage of you, it was unforgivable." But you want. " "Jessica, same," I replied. For the next hour we seemed to talk effortlessly about ourselves, our lives. It wasn't stilted or awkward the way it can sometimes be with strangers. I told her about the whole Tom situation, that's when she said, "I could never do that to a pretty girl like you." I felt my cheeks burn as she said it, she hadn't mentioned a girlfriend so I had just assumed she was straight. I just gave an awkward smile and changed the subject. I was looking straight ahead but I. He walks up behind me and lowers a necklace in front of me. It's his favorite - the one he says brings out the color of my eyes. I close my eyes as I feel his warm fingers on my neck brushing aside my hair as he fastens the chain around my throat. His hands are so strong. So capable of reducing me to a molten puddle of lava. I feel him gently kiss my exposed ear as he whispers how beautiful I look to him. I quake beneath his touch. I open my eyes and see the ring on his finger. The one that. “Oh, that’s Taylor,” I said. “She’s a ‘hot wife’ model. Her husband is a photographer, and she used to have artists to use the photos as reference for paintings and drawings. ““Doesn’t she do that anymore, Cindy asked?“No, ‘someone she knew discovered her pictures’ on the Internet. It’s a shame, because I was ready to do another one. Why so interested in her?”Cindy turned her head a bit towards me, and said “I don’t know, but I find this picture very erotic, and sexy. I find myself quite.