He wasn’t about to let the opportunity for some fun pass him by. The lovely brunette flashed a devilish smile as she grabbed a box of Kleenex off th... nightstand and offered it to him, pointing to a chair across the room.The horny husband took the box and let out a huge grin at their kinky bedroom games. He obediently took a seat across the room, waiting for Deborah to put on a show for him.Deborah didn’t waste any time, and wasn’t shy about showing off her tight body. Ray was right, she really. "No, I was just about to watch T.V. What's up?" I said, trying my best to mask my nasal voice"Don't give me that bullshit, Kiera. Why were you crying?"Shit. I'm busted."What? Boy, you're crazy. I wasn't crying. What makes you say that?" Your voice sounds like you're holding your nose and I can hear you breathing through your mouth like you've got a cold." Ok, you've got me. I was crying, but I don't wanna talk about it." You're gonna have to talk about it with somebody. You may as well do it. ”“No, but it might change his reaction to it,” Craig said. “Tell me, who is your idol in your line of work? Who do you try to emulate when you’re on set?”“Well, I’ve always been a big fan of Nina Hartley,” Jaime said. “She’s been in the business for decades. Even though she’s approaching sixty, she’s still beautiful, charming, sophisticated, and has a quiet strength to her. She’s kinda my hero.”“And how do you think the same situation would have played out between the director and. When I got back outside there was still a few minutes of the interval left and my best friend, Marjorie Brown was waiting for me. People often wondered why we were such close friends because she was one of those people who always said what she thought and at times her remarks could be pretty ribald. I on the other hand without being a prude was much more reserved, proper and ladylike. In reality we were foils for one another. She could shock me and make me laugh and I could keep her in check.