All I could think was don’t get hard now. We chatted a while and then it was time to start the shoot.All was going great, the usual model poses etc....Then my friend says to her do you want to take it further? To which she replied that she couldn't with me there. I reassured her that it was strictly business and the photos were hers to do what she wanted with.She finally agreed and as we started snapping things were getting a little too hot and I was getting a hard on. My friend was directing her. Then my mother was saying Celia is here. I tried to act annoyed but inside I was thrilled I got up, got dressed and headed downstairs. Celia and I headed to a place I knew near the river, and in my backpack I had a blanket, a bottle of wine, and a tube of KY. This small grove of maple trees and pin oaks was the perfect environment for sitting and having wine and pleasant conversation. We lay on the blanket laughing and kissing and part of me wished we could stay there forever. Finally we. "Mom came out of the kitchen and said, "Dinner is in an hour, don't dawdle kids!"With our gig money we bought all we had just listened to, as well as some Melissa Manchester, Alicia Bridges, Barry Manilow and Tom Paul Jones.We got home just as Dad was pulling up from work. He looked at our holding hands, which we did so often we didn't realize it any more."Well, you two look happy, get some more music already?" he said as we all walked in together."Yeah, Daddy—some really good music, but it's. "Did you ever do it with a girl?" she suddenly asked, staring straight up at the ceiling in the dark. "I mean... don't... you don't have to answer that. I just wondered. It's really rude of me to ask. I only... I did once... when I was in college. I had an... affair, I guess you'd call it, with my roommate. Evangelina Torres. She was from Puerto Rico." Did you ever think of doing it again?" Laura said, after a long pause. "Just curious."Sara turned her head sideways on the pillow to look at.