With each tear rolling down his cheeks he felt the pressure of possible failure as a writer falling away. He took a deep breath, stopped crying and wi...ed his eyes then got to his feet and returned to his PC and began working anew, this time with a more meaningful purpose, and before long had another thee pages--nearly perfect pages, and he finished another page before calling a halt and making himself something to eat.He was famished and ate twice as much as normally would. He counted his money. This made my cheeks go even redder. 'I will help you, but you have to do most of it okay?' He leaned over, looking at all the sheets which spread across the desk. I felt his breath tickle my neck as he leaned in closer to look at the papers.'Now Jasmine, what you need to do...' He tried to explain the work to me but all his words seemed like gibberish. I was too lost into his good looks. His blonde gelled hair, his blue eyes staring at me and his tanned toned body leaning over me. I felt that. Alice continued her story. "Little Tamara suddenly starts to cry. Themother then carefully lays her on a table and starts to undress her. Itis amazing how resembles you in the photos of your childhood. Oncenaked, she is totally like you and you notice with amazement that thelittle girl also has the same small penis that you had once too. Thewoman lovingly cleans and changes her diaper and tells her to be a goodgirl and to stop crying. Tammy always listens to what her mommy says,obeying her. He smiled, she thrust her fingers into his hair as his head disappeared under her skirt. She felt his lips trace her now sopping pussy, his teeth catch her panties as he pulled them to the floor. His tongue traced her pussy so gently… she was aching for him. ‘I’m… I’m a married woman…’His lips were warm, his tongue like an artists paintbrush on a bare canvas. ‘I’m…a married…woman…’Gabriella fell black. His mouth closed in around her clitoris and slowly, tantalizingly slowly, he began to suck..