As the Italians say, "revenge is a dish best served cold".A trip to the one-hour photo and then to the hardware store was quickly made. We then took a...other room at the hotel under "Dr. and Mrs. Smithe" (I liked the "e" on Smith, I am pure class). A copy of the photos were put in an envelope. On the back of one of the photos was the Smithe room number and the time, 11:00. The envelope was sealed and left for Barb at the front desk.The rest of the day, Erica and I did some sightseeing at her. They soon found themselves in Montgomery Street, where a great crowd was collected; the side-walks, street, horse car rails, the shop-doors, the windows of the houses, and even the roofs, were full of people. Men were going about carrying large posters, and flags and streamers were floating in the wind; while loud cries were heard on every hand."Hurrah for Camerfield!" Hurrah for Mandiboy!"It was a political meeting; at least so Fix conjectured, who said to Mr. Fogg, "Perhaps we had better not. What the hell was wrong with her? Everything she's ever known was telling her this was wrong, yet when she took Grant's cock in her mouth, Kristin's juices were so sweet, yet tangy! Kristin greedily deepthroated Grant's member, and when the taste wore off, she went to the source all on her own. Kristin started lapping at her future sister-in-law's pussy, and she loved every second of it. "Oh fuck yes! You like the taste of your sister's pussy, Kriss? I'm about to fucking cum all over that prude. " I want you to take these classes," she replied sternly. "If you're goingto be the housewife, I expect you to put your heart into it. I've shownincredible patience and kindness to you, Jennifer. I expect you to returnthe favor by being supportive of this plan." I...I...I'm sorry", I stammered. "You're right. You've been nothing butkind to me. I will try to be open minded about this. I'll do my best. Ipromise." I'm sure you will." She replied matter of factly. "Let me continue. We'regoing to.