Just a few minutes after we were expecting her, Ros arrives with Carla. A tall, stunning, dark skinned brunette dressed in a knee length white designe... coat, heels and white stockings. “Happy birthday Charles, your lady and Ros arranged me for you today. Am I what you expected?,” she asks in deep voice. “Help me off with my coat would you please Julie?”Carla is almost naked without her coat, just hold up stockings and a high wasted white g-string. She has a beautiful feminine body, slim waste,. LOOK!!”“I am looking, I ... oh yeah! My G- goodness. A bear is it?”“No it’s a frigging wombat. Harry said there were some around. Wow!”“Wow indeed. In England we’d already be packing everybody into emergency evacuation vehicles. Here you just say ‘heh, it’s a bear’.”“Yes, but in England you killed all the bears, wolves and vampires centuries ago.”“Are you allowed to say frigging? Are you allowed to say vampires? Here?”“You are a bad influence.Actually, I think you’re a good influence. A lot of. She audibly gulped and looked at him. "Where- where did you- how did you- get that?"Will gave her a little smile and looked at the picture and tapped it. "Quite a good likeness of you- and your sexy little secretary, engaged in some extracurricular activity on your couch in this office. There's no mistaking it's you and her. You've really got a look of ecstasy on your face as she gives you a lick-job. And then, there's this one." He pulled another picture from the file and held it up. It showed. My husband's job often caused him to be gone for up to a week at a time. Usually out of town and even out of state quiet often. Since our girls are old enough to go and do things without either my husband or myself being with them I have found that I'm often alone for the entire weekend. I had started collecting tattoos a few years ago and I was approached by a photographer and asked if I had ever done any modeling. I'm five foot three and weigh just under a hundred pounds so he said he had a.