I want to know how she’s handling it.”“Let’s talk to her tomorrow before I talk to my parents. K?”“Yeah. I love you, Jacob.”“I love yo..., Joan.”The camera setup Sunday morning was a lot like I’d arranged when Sophie danced behind me. I framed it carefully so the wall and Joan would be visible, but they’d be in the background. I’d be far enough forward to give her room to work and she’d just paint while I was playing. The focus would still be on me and my guitar, but she would be a dancer. " Shaking her head, she said, "At least your wife had the good sense to marry a nice guy. She's just playing with the bastard. I stupidly married the son of a bitch." She pause for a moment and then in a voice tinged with sadness she added, "But I suppose your wife's decision to get involved with Pete has pretty much destroyed your marriage." Nodding, I said, "Yes, I think it will be hard for me to ever trust her again." Dana smiled. It wasn't a smile of happiness, it was a smile of. ." he started slowly, almost uncomfortably, "I was just thinking that we're married now... but there are still things that we don't know about each other." "Oh," I responded, not completely comfortable with where that conversation was going. The past was the past and I was perfectly happy living in the present. "Like my favorite kind of diamond?" I teased him with a smile. Keith shook his head, "No honey," then he gave me a kiss, "I know that you like the big ones." Then he added the phrase I. WOW! She had a black and white print skirt on. It wrapped around and had a slit in the front. It stopped about the middle of her thigh. It was just short enough to be slutty but not too short that she would get in trouble if she bent over or sat down. She had a silky white blouse on that was unbuttoned at the top. Her cleavage was exposed and her tits were held in place by a bra that was a bit too small. The bra was black and pushed her tits up and they spilled out over the top of the.