Lucas, it was just another baking family. After talking to Mama, I noticed the women were more relaxed, and able to smile at us without it looking so ...orced.Up on the third floor, I met Mr. Lucas, and his daughter. He had agreed to stay on for sixty days to make the transition easier. He was pretty old, older than Dad by at least ten or fifteen years, but his daughter, Virginia, looked like she was less than thirty. She had blue eyes and dark brown hair. She had been the head of the accounting. Grace and Abby were on the bed while Marcus and I were on the floor. We all were laying naked in my room. Grace and Abby were asleep on the bed. Marcus and I were wide awake just staring at each other in awe of each others bodies. Marcus and I decided to go to the master bathroom. We decided to step in the shower to mess around with each other. Marcus made the first move as we began to make out with each other. I reached down towards his dick and stroked it.Marcus went down to his knees and. She would listen to side one over and over, basking in the primal rhythms and sexual motifs while getting lost in the sound of Jimmy’s deep, rich voice.One night, while lying on the bed naked, she began to cuddle up with her favorite blanket. It was a quilt her aunt made for her a few years back. It was thick and oh, so warm and comfortable. She was listening to her favorite Jimmy Reed album and imagining Jimmy was talking to her when he sang ‘but I’m a natural born lover, yea I’m a real good. She didn’t say no but she didn’t say yes either. She went and put on her clothes and asked when she could see the pictures he’d taken. He told her to give him two days time. He’d have to have them developed and then she could see them. “You’d have to have them developed?” she said. “Like someone else sees these?” she went on to say, a little concerned that others would see them. “A good, good friend of mine does it but its all professional, and your pictures will come right back to me,” he.