Finally Mrs. Smith asked, “Can you do one like this for me?”I replied, “Yes, but I had to take a lot of pictures of her all over the house befor... I got that one.”Mrs. Smith said, “I don’t care if it takes all day and hundreds of pictures. I want one that makes me look that good.”I asked, “Is it for your husband?”Mrs. Smith said, “No! I have a friend, a male friend, perhaps a boyfriend…only he’s no boy.”I asked her if tomorrow would be good for her. She told me to show up right after I see her. She brought a warm wet hand towel back to the room to clean Greg up with. His penis remained soft as she gently cleaned it with the warm towel. She reached down with her head and gently kissed the head of his cock before covering him with the bedspread. She had thought about sucking the little soft member and blowing Greg in his sleep but her head still hurt so instead she climbed under the covers and spooned up against Greg where she fell asleep within a couple of minutes.It was almost noon. "He just passed out." Maybe he's in a coma." Give it time, Sheila," said Sadey, doing her best to salve her best friend's worries.His relaxed face moved into a smile. "Do comatose patients smile?" asked SHE."How would I know? I've had an old man die on me, but no comas." Really? That must have freaked you out." It was one of the few times I wanted out of the business because I spent ten minutes erasing myself from the place, even cleaning off his still hard dick so as not to be identified as. Noth... nothing," Nancy stammered, reaching for her clothes.A smile appeared on Theresa's face. She scooped up the child's clothes and tossed them on a chair away from Nancy. "Why are you naked?"Her dark eyes dined hungrily on the 14-year-old girl's beautiful body. Up close was a lot better than peering in through a window. The aroma of passion permeated the room, and she couldn't wait until she contributed to it with her participation."Well?" Theresa said when Nancy didn't answer. "How come.