Upon Jerome’s return, I noticed his knuckles were bleeding on his right hand. He was pretty pissed. I felt fear enter me just with his look of ange.... He then began to almost yell, “ That motherfucker thinks I run a charity here. There is no finance plan here. Motherfucker want to play, motherfucker better pay!” As I watched him clean off his hands I felt the fear increase inside me. I decided this discussion could wait. The way I figured it, he probably wouldn’t try anything on the first night. It is a thrill for him to see the occasions where I accidentally show the world my bare cunt. I don’t have to shave it since Hubby had me get all my pubic hair lasered off. So, I am always bare and smooth and not hidden behind a thick bush of pubic hair.So, you now have the background information about me and my husband. Therefore, it should be no surprise to hear that my husband signed me up to be a nude model in a body painting exhibition. When he told me, I was shocked. It is one thing to. I didn’t know what I was doing. After André left my cabin, I felt so guilty, so sorry, and sure he’d be angry with me. But he’d disappeared, and I thought he’d gone for a walk or swim. But now it’s been dark for so long, and he’s still not back. Our car is here, so he can’t have gone too far.”André approached, “Okay, we’ll help you look for him. We’ll split into two groups.”He told three of them to go down to the beach while André and another went with Lori to look up the river.As the group. The crowd immediately noticed the change and several people started to jump from their seats only to be immediately dropped back into their chairs by well-placed stinger shots."Okay! For right now everyone sit down and shut the fuck up!" boomed one of the figures. "As you have guessed this is a pickup, but anyone standing before I tell you that its okay to stand, gets stunned. I have no time to deal with a stampede, and no inclination to do so. I'll make it simple. If you have a weapon, any.