Painting is a long and painstaking process even if abstraction is your style. Mine is realism so I worked diligently with my brushes, reciting over an... over in my mind some of Leonardo’s famous lines about the painter’s work; The painter is lord of all types of people and of all things. He who despises painting loves neither philosophy nor nature. Painting seems a thing miraculous, making things intangible appear tangible………. About mid morning, I felt a soft hand on my neck as Loretta passed. Irene reached out and took Matt's still limp cock in her hand. Scrunching toward her, Matt took her face in his hands and gently kissed the eyelids. Occasionally they would kiss deeply, tenderly. Irene ran the backs of her nails over his hairy legs, she could feel the goose pimples rising on his skin. Matt slipped his hand down to her pussy and began lightly running his fingertips over her pubic patch and thighs, gently delving to her swelling lips every so often. His cock was becoming quite. "At the doors to the Auditorium/Pool the Second Sisters were checkingeveryone's invitations. Inside there were a few startled gasps as thosewho didn't know saw the new would be members for the first time.I made my way to the low diving board as the saw horses were lined up,the head members standing at each one."Sisters, Honored Guests," I got their attention."Tonight, is a night of celebration, of breaching boundaries and settingnew goals. A night of open acceptance, and a night that will spark. His face was pale and freckled which led Frank to assume, he was a redhead with an Irish background.Frank hadn't responded to many queries, but he wrote this man back and asked for more information. The man returned a response some ten hours later.Thank you for considering me, wrote the man. My name is Ed. My wife died two years ago after a lengthy illness. I haves not been with a woman since, nor about a year before she died. My wife is the only woman I had ever been with and the only woman I.