Dammit, my lack of attention was about to get me killed!Three Comanches were standing on the lip of the arroyo behind me. Thank God that only one of t...em had a bow. It was his arrow that was sticking in my hip, and he was preparing to launch a second arrow. Fortunately, I was still able to function through the pain. I drew my revolver with my left hand while I hung on to a rock projecting from the wall with my right hand.I fired three quick shots and hit all three of the Comanches standing. James had done the same thing when she modeled for him, but she had to ask “Do all photographers use video as well as still shots.” Jim said “I don’t know about others, but I do it. Sometimes the video will pickup a better shot or angle than the still.” She replied “James used to do that as well. I just wondered if all photographers did or not.” (Unknown to her he also had a hidden camera in her dressing room and shower.)Part 4: The next shoot;Jim said “Now that we have completed your previous. Hugging and kissing her beautiful big warm round globes, he inched closer and closer to her beautiful little tight brown hole. Finn was pleased the lights were back on, so he could clearly see Isis’s beautiful white ass before he started kissing her little brown hole. He licked her ass pressing his tongue up as far as he could into her beautiful frim white ass, licking her inside. They had all but forgotten about time … Finn turned Isis over, and with his tongue slowly approached her beautiful,. And I knew she felt the same.But it was near the end of summer when I realized that my thoughts and feelings had transcended mere friendship. I grew to love her, romantically. I desired her. My attentions were not long lost on her. She was wary of my affection. On the night before my parents' return, we sat close on the couch of my basement apartment. I had dimmed the light to a romantic glow, both of us having shared dinner--now a commonplace occurrence."Why are you upset?" Because..." Because.