I was just applying the last few bits of detail when a boy I knew of well walked in.He moved with a swagger over to an empty table, perched on the edg... and simply watched me in silence for a minute. The current song playing ended and I stopped painting to take step back and admire my effort. I glanced at the boy who continued to watch me in silence.“I thought I was the only one staying.” My pathetic attempt at making conversation has never done me any good. Ash smiled at me, the first time he. What she said next would start a four or five year foot and shoe fetish with her… we confirmed that she was the same size shoe as my wife and she asked me to bring in a pair that I liked for her to try out. I remember getting home that night and thinking what pair should I try out first, the most worn out pair, maybe my wife’s favorite pair or a safe stand by pair just to see if it was a real request and not BS… I ended up settling on my wife’s well worn brown Tommy Hilfiger driving moccasins.. The husband ultimately comes home to find eleven roses in the vase and his beautiful, well used wife, spread out on the bed waiting for him, a pregnancy test stick on the pillow beside her. He simply strips and slides his big cock into her wet cunt. Marie smiles at the camera as a twelfth rose is placed in the vase and the credits began. David and my wife are now fucking with abandon and Marie turns, gazing at me, then lifts her leg over mine and moans as she slides down over my cock, engulfing. Sorry, you know...”“Pat...”“There’s a thing about her, she can’t be just anywhere and now she’s had to get out of her school and her mother’s a druggie, I’ve had to take her away. She needs someone, somewhere to be, she can’t be just anywhere, and someone like you.”“What do you...”“I’m giving you another two hundred k for her; take care of her. You’re all we’ve got. She’s special, you’ll understand. I’m out the front now, setting her down.” He hung up.Shit. Rachel ran to her clothes.Shit Shit.