She had half feared he would use the event to tell her about another woman. He did not. He did tell her of the important places he had been, the impor...ant people he met, the important work he had done for his law firm. When she first met him that kind of talk impressed her. What impressed her this time was that she did not have anything from her own life and job that was nearly as interesting to discuss. Emily had taken off the whole day from work, and the next day too, just in case. When she. I've got to get back to the airport to catch my flight ... but I wanted to tell you this, and it wouldn't be right to do it on the phone..." Are you breaking up with me?" there was panic in his eyes."No, Kevin," I managed a feeble smile. "No, nothing like that ... I just need you to know this..."I took his hands in mine. He looked into my eyes, fear and trepidation on his face."I love you, Kevin," I said softly. Taking a deep breath, I felt as if those simple words had lifted the weight of the. The small stature of Oscar reduced the man’s fear of strangers sufficiently that he went outside rather than talk to him through the window. In a voice hoarse with age, he asked, “Who are you?”“I’m Oscar Meyers.”The man looked at the truck by the road and asked, “Did it break down?”“No,” Oscar answered with a smile.“So what are you doing here?” the old man asked looking back at Oscar.Reaching into his pocket of his cloak, Oscar withdrew a small gold coin. The flash of light from the coin. I could come over on a Saturday, bring all my clothes and stuff, get dressed privately in my own dressing room, and take some pictures. Rick would help me with my make-up, lend me some stuff to try on and direct me. The pics would only be published if I was OK with the results. Naturally, I shaved EVERYTHING the night before...On the train ride over, I could not stop thinking about the tongue pic. Was it Rick whose dick the red-head was about to lick, or a model? Did they actually have sex? Was.