I set my number-two pencil down. I was done for now. All of my words had vanished but I did not feel drained. I felt good. I was feeling really satisf...ed with myself when Sylvio pulled up."Ray, are you busy? Am I disturbing you? I have some of the sketches from the other day. You want to look see?"He energetically pulled several canvases out of the car and set them before me. All were completely different in tone and style. I suppose he was a Modernist, venturing and discovering the subject as. And though I couldNEVER have admitted it at the time, I really think it was because I wasjealous of you." C'mon." For real! You were out in front of everybody all dolled up...I wouldnever have had the guts to do that! You were cute enough to fool people,and confident enough to eventually let everyone know who you really were.You even had a sense of humor about it. And I don't mind saying, you wereone smoking hot little pixie. Seriously, if you ever decide to switchteams, I can recommend some. I love Daddy's balls so much... "Shhhhhhhhhhhh, Trisha," hesaid. Was I saying that out loud? Did that come out of my mouth? Oh damnyes it did...I was mesmerized, i was saying it in my girly voice,desperate and lost serving him.He took my chin into his hand and asked me, "Do you like Daddy's cock?"I nodded like a little girl. "Yes, Daddy...i love your cock so much, ilove it more than anything in the whole world Daddy, i love your cockand your balls too, Daddy." I felt his thumb move to my cheek. I looked over at Helen wondering what she must now be thinking as she was now continually starring at my waist. My eyes were then drawn down below her desk and I was stunned to see Helen had placed her right hand down on her own lap and was slowly drawing her knee length cotton skirt up her thigh slowly but purposefully with her fingers. Before long she had bunched her skirt up around her waist open her legs slightly wider under her desk and had moved her hand onto her pussy. In the dim light I.