At this point I noticed that blood was seeping from the back of Tom?s pants. We went up the stairs to the bathroom and got the first aid kit and then ...rept back down to the living room. We were both soaked, and brought along towels to dry off. Their living room was decorated with an eastern flair, decorated with huge mirrored pillows, statues of Buddha and tall candlesticks. I lit the candles. Tom had suggested that he go the bathroom to dress his wound, but I told him not to be silly, that. I move my lips down to your neck and you moan and the touch over your sensitive regions. Youl begin to nip my ear and i look you back in the eyes and our kiss begins again less forcefully as we fully enjoy the fullest areas of our mouths. MY hands have moved to your bum which,in my hands, feels the perfect rounded shape and instict to rip down your skirt and move my face between you ass cheeks has to be stopped as the animal inside is restricted. i carry you to the shore and lay you down with. Smith told her he’d see to it. I was happy about this development because it meant that I’d get to spend more time with Amanda, and that we’d be able to go places without worrying about someone recognizing her. Little did I know that my little bubble of happiness was about to burst. I got a call from Smith requesting that I meet him in his office. I knew what that was about already. He was going to ask me to do the work that Amanda had requested, The thing I wasn’t expecting was that when I. There wasn't really anything to think about, was there? I loved Ann, I trusted her and if she thought I was the perfect person and that I was up to it then why shouldn't I do it? Yes, exactly, there was no reason why I shouldn't."I would be happy to model for you."AnnTuesday morning, walking to the gallery, oblivious to everything save a pair of emerald eyes and the shape of those lips forming the words, "I would be happy to model for you." At least that is the words her lips formed, but all I.