Carmen saw him and stayed quiet, Mr. Mason didn't like to be disturbed when he was thinking. Robert read the file one more time. There was the answer,...that is why the cops weren't interested in interviewing anyone again.He stood and stared out the window, he had a decision, and it wasn't time for this one yet, but it was here. It was too soon, Sherri probably wasn't bound to his soul yet, and if she wasn't she would be free and leave. He hadn't lied to her since she had come here, and he wasn't. ? ?Hey stupid get backhere, you think I?m going to leave my bare feet on this dirty floor?? Princess said? ?A pig like youmight like wallowing in the mud?but I don?t?.?I turned and tried to crawl back with the purse in my hand. ?A bitch doesn?t use her hands to carry things?she uses hermouth.? Princess said.? Reluctantly Itook the purse strap in my mouth and began my long humiliating crawl back.? When I got back to Princess, she put her feet back on myass.? The barmaid took my purse.? Princess. With a rough jerk, I pulled her jeans down to bare her ass, which lead to another surprise.Beneath her jeans she wasn’t wearing anything, just her skin and a lot of wetness, doubtless brought on by her multiple orgasms. I undid my own pants with one hand, leaving her jeans where they were. I saw no point in bothering to take them off of her as I fished my hard cock out of my pants. I could hear her whimpers, and slapped her across the ass, a resounding slap that drew a loud squeal from her. I. Yes, I had a desire for her but I know I can’t because of the family. She just looked at me and I thought, 'I just blew that.' We selected several from my collection that would work great for her portfolio. Then we worked out the kind of shots she still needed and where we wanted to take them. I mentioned we would need to go somewhere the background would enhance her, not detract from her. So we spent a couple of days going over places to do a photo shoot. I found somewhere I wanted to take.