I was so turned on and could tell she was by her moaning and she was guiding my hand with each touch. We calmed down for a while because things starte... to go a little too fast. She asked if she could take some pictures of me. I probably was buzzing from the wine because I said it would be alright. She used the hanging sheet as a back drop and had this nice camera mounted on a tripod. I figure she was probably more of a photographer than an artist because she seemed to really know what she was. At first he didn't believe it. But some things just didn't fit. Then he did something he wasn't proud of. As CFO he had access to all the information in the bank. He checked her credit scores. She was Bankruptcy material. She had six Visas, all maxed out. She was living beyond three people's means. That night in bed, he had started talking about finances. She had flat out lied to him and said she wasn't in debt. He knew his friend was right. The disillusionment had soured him on. My heart was thumping as she sat up in front of me. I had often imagined what her body would be like and now I was going to see it for real. She was wearing a strapped silk top, which cut into a v over her breasts and finished level with her belly button, showing off her smooth, flat midriff. The top was tight enough that she didn't need to wear a bra, and my mind was filled with eager anticipation.Slowly, she lifted the top up. She stopped with it just below her breasts, clearly in an effort. She had only ever used her webcam for work. She knew that folks could webcam with friends, but she assumed this ‘buddy’ wasn’t only looking to say hello. Was it just about nudity? So far it seemed that guys liked to show off their penises. This was probably the next step after posting pictures on the website ads. It was here that her research list would begin. She expected that new things would come up too fast, so she decided to keep track and go back to them at another time. She scribbled.