Hewatched with a studious eye as her tissue began to swell with sexual excitement.He wanted maximum arousal from her; he wanted her lips to be fully e...gorgedwhen it was time to make her scream. He laid the hemostats on the table in the gap between her wide-forked thighs,still caressing her opening with one hand as his other hand began to gentlytrace a line across the rim of her belly, a slow, soft arc along her pelvis.Her hips twitched and bucked at the tickling sensation and he noticed thather. I am fine with you working with her. I am fine with you being friends, but don’t climb into bed with me smelling like her and then expect me to sit across from her at a formal function and keep my food down. I don’t want to see photos of you holding her whether it’s innocent or not. I don’t want to feel like second best when she calls our house knowing it feels like a dagger in my heart…’ Tears rolled down her cheeks as she finished up. Again, I had no idea what to say. I damn sure wasn’t going. As her hand touched the switch that Cale had replaced for her, she had a thought and smiled. Back in the house after dinner, she handed her cousin a scrap of paper, ‘Here. When you get a chance, check out the gallery on this page. You’ll find a folder called ‘The Homestead Shoot’. Open that and check out the guy. He’s a friend of mine and I know him well. The pictures were taken by his girlfriend – or ex-girlfriend now. It fell apart after half a year, and that was a year ago now.’ She noted. Two lovely young ladies sitting at one of the many bars, smoking cigarettes and throwing looks at the patrons. A sure sign that they’re looking for a good time.“Can I buy you ladies a drink?”, one must show proper manners of course.As expected, they are not the best English speakers. Nevertheless, all parties know what we are looking for and they agree to my terms. They’re mine all week-end, I can do whatever I want to them as long as it’s not prolonged pain and I can record the whole.