I watched as she gobbled my huge melon into her mouth. She had latched onto me like she was a nursing infant. I didn't mind. Her hot oral cavity was m...king me feel so needy. I needed her, I needed her tongue. I needed release.She worked her way down across my bare belly. Much in the same way I did the night before. Her hands exploring my fleshy thighs. She brushed my wetness through my suit bottoms. I raised my hips to give her the freedom to remove them. She smiled, shaking her head no. I was. She started humming the song, and it was not long before she was singing. She knew the words by heart.She was wet by the time she got to the laundromat. Her car seats were damp. The evergreen air freshener hanging from her mirror was working overtime.The moment of truth had arrived. Was anyone there, and was number eighteen being used? She walked in with one eye closed and the other in a squint.To her total delight, the coast was clear. She quickly loaded the machines, all except number. Kate came over and asked for the camera, then she pushed me onto the stool and stepped back, ‘Open you legs Ray and cross your arms, that’s it, like a football team photo.’ she shot again and again,then took the camera from her eye. ‘There you go Bro. now you’ve got your shot for the cover, the artist himself.’ I grinned and took the camera, kissing her cheek and wrapping an arm round her waist. We looked over her shots, ‘Hey not bad at all sis, you should think about joining me at St Martins,. "Larry said, "I talked this over with Helga. We have a mother-in-lawtype apartment attached to this place. Right now we use it for storage.You pay the utilities, phone, and cable. Plus a small rental fee.Nicole can have it until she can rebuild her place."Jo said, "That sounds good Larry. Now why did you make both Bobbie andI lock up our guns the other night?"I said, "Larry is playing safe. With the exception of that punt gun, helocks all his guns up. His kids can't get hurt that way. All ammo.