I made sure the flash was on, and turned my bedroom light off only leaving my side light on, hoping for maximum effect. I spread my legs opened my lab...a so my wet used pussy was looking its best and held the polaroid in front and snapped. Pete was still in the bathroom but I was in no doubt he could have heard the snap and grind of the camera as it pushed out the first pic. I pulled it off and lay it out on my bedside locker and took another. I repeated the process placing the newly printed. I really did enjoy archery, and I'd really hate to see that fucker -- it's a good thing I can't be fined for what I think or I'd be broke! -- get off."Maybe we can try to think of it as a walk in the park," Maria suggested.I remembered the walk and talk and lunch Ms. Andrews and I had shared after I'd dealt with my anger over Bessie's stomping. I'd felt pretty good after that.I sighed. "Okay, I'll do it, if you really think it'll help. But he better not be there. I can't promise I won't try to. "Hey" she said..her background showing a bit....Quickly he held up his hand....gently placing a finger on her exposed red lips...slowly shaking his head back and forth....Her eyes widened....she was not used to being told what to do...let alone in such a controling manner....He turned and walked away....heading into the hallway that led to the private rooms the club kept in the back....He knew she would follow...she could do nothing else....He walked to the shadows and waited..soon she. He shook his head, grinning his wry grin; hell, next thing you knew he would be getting romantic notions and half a hard-on, which would do him no good at all since Adie was miles away in Seattle - and Sue Mason was strictly out of bounds. Still, though, the lewd thoughts he had harbored about the voluptuous Mrs. Mason after making love to Adie last night returned momentarily; Christ yes, she would probably be one goddamned holy terror in bed, the way she walked, and smiled, and smelled was.