“Seriously. But now that you mention it...”“I so wish you didn’t have to leave tomorrow! I’m having a cracking good time talking with you!�...“So? Ice cream or ice lolly?”“Are you trying to stall?” she asked.“Not the way you mean. I’m giving you time to think and time for us to talk. I’m enjoying this.”Pippa shook her head, “But you thought we were going to have a shag!”“What I thought doesn’t matter. I’m really enjoying being with you.”“You’re serious?”“As a heart attack,” I said.“Ice lolly!” she. A vision of the Bollywood goddess Urmilla flooded into my mind. Yes, I cried to myself,I was making love to Urmilla, for my mother was the ultimate incarnation of her – from her pretty face, her big round bosoms, her smooth hips and her fleshy buttock cheeks. An exact replica of my idol. The room immediately flooded with the scent of sordid sex. I thrust deeper and harder into the soil of motherly love. After 18 years of absence, I was revisiting the place of my origin, the tight entrance of. I quickly put my instrument down and went over to where she was, finally able to survey the scene from her perspective. It was very cool, the various lights making our setup look like we were on a performance stage.“Did you get some good ones?”Shannon smiled. “We’ll see. But I think so.”“There’s a darkroom right in there,” I said, gesturing at the bedroom door.She narrowed her eyes at me. “Get out of here.”“Serious. I just finished putting it together. Check it out.”Shannon followed me, a. Trace felt like he was walking on eggshells. He could feel the tension between Jackie and Manny. Jackie asked him to put a little lotion on her back, whereas on previous days she had always asked Manny to do this. Jackie, laying face down with only her bikini bottoms, was a very fetching sight. However, with Manny watching, he had to be very careful about how he touched her. Trace clinically applied the lotion, but still got slightly turned on from the look and feel of her nearly naked.