I’d touched women before but the sensations from my fingertips as I touched the liquid silk of Emma’s skin felt almost ethereal. I’d never so ac...tely noticed a woman’s heat, the dewy glow of her softness or the taut flexing that danced over her sensuous curves. I could smell a faint hint of Emma’s perfume but most of all I could smell her. It was a kaleidoscope fragrance of freshness, musky rainforest heat with a vague hint of spice and vanilla. I could taste her scent. I wanted to kiss her. I’m not upset. Hey, I’ll walk back in with you, I forgot my key so I’d have to hit the buzzer to get someone to let me in anyway”. I said okay, a little relieved that she didn’t appear to be mad at me anymore. We walked up the slope to the front door and I opened it with my key. I pushed the door open and held it as Sonia walked through, taking the opportunity to check her out. She was wearing a long, open weave cream sweater which just covered her ass with what appeared to be a white tank top. A couple of weeks later we dropped into Danny's studio to check it out, it was all very professional and he employed a professional make up artist and hairdresser. The studio also carried lots of period costumes, his portfolios showed lots of people in these costumes as well as there own I don't think we saw a bad portrait, he also showed us fashion shoots as well nude and boudoir photography, exactly what we were looking for.Three weeks later we were at the studio, we were his last clients of. .I used to play this thing for hours on end....“ Speaking to yourself. You must of spent hundreds of dollars on batteries for that thing. Turning it over you still have your old Pokemon game in the back. Figuring you have time before the move you decide to switch it on. “Thats weird the batteries still work but the games not coming on..” You think to yourself. Pulling the cartridge out and go to blow into the back. Holding it close to your mouth you begin to blow but wound up cutting your lip.