I quit school and started to draw again. In my early teens, I'd often carried a sketchbook, and I quickly reacquired the habit. I conferred with Andy,...and he designed an artist's studio for our compound. Six months later when the structure was complete, I started to paint and quickly discovered studio painting wasn't my cup of tea. I preferred the out-of-doors. I also preferred watercolors to oil paint. I liked the freshness of watercolors, the spontaneity, and fortunately watercolor painting. The restraining cuffs and chain lent themselves to her excitement and, within ten minutes, she had her first orgasm of the evening. During the remaining 45 minutes of the drive, she had multiple orgasms, each building on the previous.We arrived at the adult book and video store, where I helped her out of the car. We spent a few minutes walking around the aisles while I played with her clit through the opening in her cape. Eventually, we made our way into the store’s video arcade, where the. I could feel the heat of her body as I held her. I could feel her breasts pressing against me as I hugged her. I could feel her arms on my naked body. I pulled back. ‘So,’ I whispered. ‘Does this come off,’ I ran my hand along the neck of her top. She smiled and shook her head, ‘No.’ OK, I thought this is as far as it goes. I was disappointed, but not overly so. I’d never had sex on a first date before and hadn’t really expected to have it now. I don’t know if she was feeling adventurous, or if. I dumped you, okay? We’re done! I don’t know what part of ‘it’s over’ that you don’t get, okay?” Sandy told her ex-boyfriend, while my other sisters and I sat behind her for moral support.“Besides which, she’s carrying my baby in her womb, as are all of them, in fact. Not surprising given how regularly I’ve fucked them all. Pretty much daily or close to it, for the past three months since we became lovers. They’re all pregnant by me, buddy. Just face it. You’re yesterday’s news, okay? I’m their.