Ellen walked back out, holding the boy’s hand.“I used the big-boy potty. Look, I washed my hands,” the boy happily announced, in the voice that ...ittle kids do that carries a long way.The boy’s mom had no idea what to do. She was afraid of Ellen.Ellen said, “David and April’s little brother uses the big-boy potty now too. Sometimes he needs me to take him go because he can’t get up on it himself yet. April gets mad at her brother if he goes in his pants.”With that, Ellen came back to the table. He declined the second helping, finished his dinner, and washed his hands. The clock ticked 8.10 pm and I called him, “Ok Kishore, let us go to the bedroom and do the camera arrangements for the shoot.”Kishore curiously started and we went to the bedroom. We placed the cameras for different angle focusing on the head part to capture the facial reaction and one long shot to capture the entire bed. We set all the cameras ready to shoot the scene.Kishore was ready and was looking at my face with a. While she was sitting on my lap, I had full access to her front. Not rushing things up I gave her a hug lasting for about 3 minutes, just concentrating on our breadths in the silence of the office.Then she wriggled a bit to adjust herself on my tool. She even asked me “is that the right thing I am sitting on” I whispered in her ear …yessss. My right hand moved down her right leg up to her ankle and then I slowly moved my palm up with a soft touch, I stopped at the hem of her high skirt which. “Alright, I’ll have to make sure I’m on time so he won’t be on my back all day about it.” George started to lather my shoulders in body wash, moving down my arms the way he had when we were in bed with the oil. George had amazing hands, they way he could move them over my body made me feel completely aware of myself and then not at the same time. I pushed the excess soap away from my face as he rinsed my hair, turning to face him. I pushed myself up onto my knees, my arms draped over his.