He walked and stand behind me, giving me instruction. This situation reminds me when I was small, he would come over with his big guitar and teach me ...ow to play with my small tiny fingers. I silently followed his instruction. He lean closer & closer and his voice slowly become a lullaby to me. Suddenly he just move back. I was blushing bright as a tomato and dazed, so he thought I was getting a fever. But I just denied and continue to strum the guitar strings. The next half and hour, he. We will be building set again for Friday night photography session. He is pleased with us, and says after taking out what we owe him, there is still little money we earned from last night. But he also suggests we buy some of our own clothing and cosmetics. This seems fair to us, as we cannot wear costumes when not working, and our country boy clothing is shabby. He will have Ana take us shopping later in day.He also says Friday photos will be a "step forward" for us, and could launch "new. "And 'hunting' isn't really my thing." I shook my head. "If an opportunity presents itself, that's one thing; but I'm actually not very good at chasing girls." 'If an opportunity presents itself'. You mean like Moon?"I shrugged. "Sure."Rania blinked and thought about that, taking a sip of her cocktail. She stared out across the city for a long minute in silence, and I let her be alone with her thoughts. But after taking another sip, she finally looked back at me with those big brown doe eyes. He grabs my boobs and tells me to lean back, arch my back and hips."Start riding baby". Baby again, I'm really liking how that sounds. Upand down I go a time or two. It's fucking awesome! I start fucking goodnow. I'm controlling the pace and depth of the fucking. At least for afew minutes. Loverboy must like this because he starts bucking up to meetmy thrusts! Fuck! I'm in heaven. We're both getting vocal now.It seems so surreal now, that day. A culmination of years of desire,being fulfilled..