She knew that elastic panty or bra marks were a no-no when every inch of a woman's naked skin was to be the photographic subject. Kate didn't need a b...a in any event... her support was internal thanks to a talented surgeon!Kate stripped and helped me move an antique settee onto the seamless backdrop. That would be her altar to the Gods of solo orgasms!'Oh man, what a tempting target you are bent over like that!' I teased her. She had taken a second to fluff a pillow and was giving me a damned. I told her it makes me feel as if we have to be hiddenaway somewhere. She said that wasn't what she meant, but she would haveto talk it over with her partner and let me know. Put it this way, Iwouldn't hold my breath.Mother had begun to worry me. She spent more and more time at the churchand I became concerned at the amount of influence they had on her. Itried to talk to her but it was like trying to communicate with apre-programmed robot.A week later Sophie asked to talk to me, so I met her at. Hennessey, sor. I hear of 'um frum time ta time. They's a bad crowd ta cross, I hear. They gives our folks a real hard time." Well, I jus' thunk uv a way we kin pay 'um back fer some uv that trouble. An', at the same time, we kin make a penny er two fer our own selves." How's that, Mr. Hennessey, sor?"It's kinda complicated. I ain't shore ye wud unnerstand, but I'll give it a try. There's a company buildin' a railroad line 'tween here an' Laredo. One day, it'll make a shit pot full uv money,. I went back inside for a few minutes when there came a loud rumble of thunder. A thunderstorm had quickly moved in and without warning the boys were caught in a sudden heavy downpour. I hollard for them to get inside quickly, but by the time they made it to the door they were totally drenched. I had them stop just inside the door while I went for some towels. They were so wet it was as if they just got out of a pool with all thier clothes on. I passed out the towels but it was no use trying to.