' 'You what?!' said Trish with scorn 'He's fucking his daughters best friend and it isn't his fault!' 'I...I came on to him.' 'It looks like he ca...e on to you' said Trish looking at the white sticky patch in her hair. Sarah flushed. 'I started it.' 'Oh I bet you did. How long ago?' Sarah looked down at the horrible sage carpet. 'Three weeks.' 'And how many time since then have you...' 'This is...would have been, the fourth time.' 'You little slut!' Sarah started to cry but Trish didn't. Cautiously she move to the door of the changing area and saw Lisa across the store looking at bras. She waited for Lisa to see her thinking she would come over and look at the outfit. When Lisa spotted her she waved for her to come to her. Red faced Mary walked across the store in the too tight exercise outfit. When she got to Lisa she was ordered to turn and show the sales girl how she looked. "That looks a little uncomfortable," said the clerk."She like it that way don't you Mrs. C.?"The. What would Paige think?" Who cares what that spoiled little brat thinks?" I do for one," she frowned."She won't find out anyway." Look, we are not going to do that again, and... "His hand slid behind her neck, pulling her face to him, and his mouth fastened tightly against hers. Her lips opened in surprise as his engulfed them, and his tongue slid forward, moving into her mouth. His other hand slid down onto her chest, squeezing her breast as she struggled weakly against him.She pushed. ”“I don’t know what made me ask them to do that,” he said. “I’m usually camera-shy. I don’t photograph very well.”“I know what you mean. I’m rarely happy with pictures taken of me. But often the best ones are the ones you aren’t expecting. Spur-of-the-moment, like this one.”“Right. Whenever I pose for a photo, it always looks phony. Say cheese, and all that crap.”“Yes. Like school portraits. Or your driver’s license.”“Oh yeah,” Max said. “What worse setting is there for a photo-op than the.