We should take the pictures before I shower all this off and go home.” She stood shakily and walked over to the easel while I grabbed my camera.“T...ere’s too much background here. Let’s move everything over to the blank wall.” Sarah Lynn helped us move the easel and set the scene. I snapped a couple of pictures and then Sarah Lynn insisted that I get in the picture with Ariel as the artist and fake like I was still painting her. It worked pretty well. Ariel headed for the shower, but Sarah Lynn. Ok everyone . . . take off your shorts and we are going to move around a bit." Everyone was so hot at this point; shorts were flying in all directions. Hairless pussies were soon on display and then at last, Michael yanked down his own shorts and instantly his baseball bat of a cock came into view, bobbing from side to side. He could feel his cock begin to twitch just enough to catch Amy's eye. The moment it began to stir, she shifted a little, leaning a little bit closer. She always wore either navy blue, smoky grey or black pantyhose with her suits as well. I enjoyed it when I was there and she came back in from work, usually finding an excuse to try and catch a glimpse of her in her suit before she changed into her tracksuit bottoms and removed her pantyhose. After she'd changed I'd try and sneak into her room and go through her pantyhose drawer. It was a veritable treasure trove with all different colours. My favourites were the navy blue but she'd also got. But I still think of him from time to time, and I wonder what life would be like, if we still lived near enough each other that we could get together and "fool around"... Chapter 2: Seducing JoAnnWhen I was growing up, a boy named Mike came to live near me, and we became good friends. In a slow, almost innocent way, we also became physically involved with each other. Shortly after I turned 15 (Mike was about 13 at the time), we started having full-blown sex. But that is another story....