I went back to the kitchen and set the coffee pot up for the morning. I remembered my favorite go cup was still in my unit and went to get it. I found...it on the floor with a bullet hole through the center of it. To say it was ruined would be an understatement. Now that pissed me of because I had used it for years and it was the only one I had ever found that kept the coffee in it hot longer than an hour. Damn, now I would have to find another one and finding one like this would be impossible. A cute, little brunette who is trying to launch a modeling career of sorts! She was due around in the early morning, so I needed to get a good sleep.The next morning I awoke, with a fresh, clear mind. My model arrived on time and we sat down for a coffee. We chatted about the type of pictures she wanted and I showed her some examples of previous work I had done. She basically wanted some classy nude shots for her portfolio. After showing her my previous work, she pointed out a few pictures that. Paul nodded, smiling as she went. He knew she’d be back soon enough.The attic ladder was still unlocked when Katie opened it. She didn’t bother knocking; she didn’t think anyone had anything to hide.Katie barged right in, the words “Sam and Hanna” on the tip of her tongue, but stopped short at the scene in front of her. Sam’s head was bent against his sister’s, their mouths pressed softly together, eyes shut. They were sitting together--almost cuddling--on the bed. As the two shifted, Katie. She was like any other snobby rich bitch that he had dealt with at their store repeatedly. But she was hotter than any woman he had seen. She was like a pornstar the way she sucked on her husband in the amateur video. Joel exhaled slowly, “What if I showed it to your work or neighbors?”Katie stared blankly at him and couldn’t believe what she had just heard. Her sexy mouth hung open as she spun in her high heels on the tiled entryway, “What did you say?”Joel puffed out his slim chest as he.