As I was retouching her photo she said that I am good in retouching and told me that she had some old photographs of her college days. she wanted that...to be retouched and print them all. I said u r welcome and bring that to me I will get it done.But lina requested me to come to her house and collect it and to check all photos, which ever is good to retouch and print,believe me i was shocked to listen that as this was the first lady who wanted me to collect her photos from her home.she gave me. On the outside of my right arm I found a small tear on the sleeve soaked with blood. I took off my shirt and found a deep gash across the outside of my right upper arm. Stumbling to the wagon I rummaged through the back and found my EMT kit. Sitting down, I poured water and then some alcohol over the wound to try and clean it out and disinfect it. It took me a few minutes to recover from the pain of the alcohol, but eventually I was able to look more closely at the wound. I didn’t see any more. He then took my purse and placed it next to my feet. His eyes fixed on mine and mine on his. He reached his left hand around my waist gently, and ever so slowly, stepping in even closer so that our clothes had the pleasure of barely touching, he pulled me to him. His other hand lifted and brushed my cheek and he whispered, ‘My beautiful girl’. I smiled. I knew I had made the right decision. ‘Neil’ I said softly, ‘Remember, we have to be careful.’ His fingers touched my bottom lip to silence. I carefully let go of his hand, and tried to go over him, but I miscalculated hoping that my knee would reach the bed behind him, I didn’t realize he was fully on the edge, so I dropped on him, with my whole body weight, and freaked out. I squinted in fear, preparing to explain myself. But he didn’t wake up. Instead he rolled on his back, forcing me to adjust myself on him. And then he moaned. I could feel his cock poking persistently into my stomach and pulsating against it. I think he was.