Nancy, wore a jet black wig as well. I had no idea how she covered all her blond hair, but I didn’t care it looked amazing. Her mask was secured the...same as Kims. Hers was black with the same sparkles across the face. Her lingerie was a dark blue that sparkled in the light. The choker around her neck sparkled and spelled out “moist.” It was composed of string that crossed around her body. Her massive breasts were amplified by the criss cross pattern leaving her nipples exposed. The criss cross. Simon was glad to get off his horse. For the last week he had been suffering from saddle sores. Donald could see he had a tell-tale gait. He went over to his pack and retrieved some cream.“Take this and rub it into where you are hurting. It will ease the pain. In future make sure you tell me if you are having problems. You are no use to me if you are sick, now are you?”The boy shook his head. He took the cream and headed towards the trees. The Bishop came over to him.“I was wondering if you had. Just shirt off would be fine.”“Need to ... ask Mavis ... too,” I stammered. My only hope was that Mavis would say no.“Ask me what?” she said coming into the room.“We’ve suggested that Arthur join you in the pose. Nothing lewd. He’d keep his pants on. This time,” Morgan said. “We’ve just seen this interaction between the two of you for over a year now. We’d like to see if Kendra can capture it.”“Sure.” Damn! It was hard enough having Mavis’s naked body eight feet away from me. It was going to be. Guilt - that was what hit me, more than the realization that I was no longer a virgin, that I seriously enjoyed the last few minutes - that I may have raped Mrs. Caraway... on her fucking foyer floor for gods sake!I quickly rolled away from her body and fumbled with my jeans, suddenly embarrassed and feeling way out of my league. Stealing a quick look, I saw Mrs. Caraway slowly and carefully roll up to a kneeling position facing away from me and begin to return herself back to normal.I.