Her heart was beating hard, and her skin shone with perspiration. “You happily married, Marie?” “What?” “You happily married?” “I,�... she hesitated confused by the question. “I am. Why are you asking?” “Because, I’m going to kiss you. And then I’m going to fuck you.” “What?” she started, but was cut off when his lips connected with hers. She froze for a moment shocked at what he was doing, but her body soon began to melt into his. He tasted sweet like the apple he had been eating and his. "What sets this camera apart from all others, is its provenance, the places is been and, most importantly, the things it has seen. The images it has captured." "Yes," I agreed without much conviction. My battered old view-camera honestly didn't seem all that impressive compared to so many other cameras in his collection. "Have you ever thought about the possibility that a camera could be a gateway to immortality?" "Not really. I mean, I guess an old photo is a certain kind of immortality," I. I started with Jackie's top and made sure I mentioned how much I liked it. "I don't know why you were embarrassed" I told her "you have gorgeous breasts. They're as lovely as the rest of you."They were, too. They were probably only a 30 or 31A, but nicely shaped and with small dark brown areola and very erect and sensitive nipples. As I reluctantly moved downward I commented "they make my mouth water!"She was breathing very hard by then and practically gasping by the time I reached her sparsely. I had pulled my hair up and tied it with my neck scarf on top of my head in a bun. As I looked down the roadway for the bus, I saw a car driving very slowly toward me. The sun was behind the car, so my vision was a bit blurred. I held my hand up over my eyes to shade the sunlight as the car drew up next to me and stopped."Hello, can you help me? I seem to have gotten lost, and don't know exactly where I am," the man spoke. At first glance, he had salt-and-pepper colored hair, probably about 50.