Malcolm are you ready? "Just plated some food for after my bath" "okay sir I'll be waiting". Mr. Malcolm enters the bathroom a couple minutes later " ...ust wash the dishes" "good a clean kitchen is the best" Samantha said with a smile. Mr. Malcolm gets to undress and he steps into the tub and sits down on this bench his daughter paid to have built so her dad washes his body without worry about slipping in the tub. Samantha fills halfway with water "not too hot and just the way I like it, thank. I'd just taken possession of a brand new Pentax MX with a fast f1.4 50mm lens and I was mad keen to test it out. I'd rolled five rolls of black and white film and I thought I'd do a few portraits of Smithy inside using available lightPam answered the door and welcomed me, smiling more than usual, into the house. This time she was wearing a short floral mini skirt and a singlet top. She never wore anything that covered her tall, slender figure very much, and with a body like hers it was no. She was a junior on the swim team and editor of the school paper.She wore a gray plaid skirt, white long sleeve shirt with a burgundy bow. At five feet four inches tall with shoulder length blond hair, she looked stunning.As we danced to a slow number on the crowded dance floor, Denise pressed herself against me. Taking me off guard, her lips met mine as she kissed me. I kissed her back very passionately. She whispered into my kiss, "Where is your hand?"I whispered back, "Denise, it's pulling. His eyes quickly took in the three other African guests. He quickly dismissed them as the typical smart suited executive sycophants that accompanied most successful African businessmen."Mr Togbi, my boss Igwe Orizu asked me to bring Tammy to join you at dinner. He made no mention of your guests?"Nasam ignored David, and advanced around the table. His hands outstretched reaching for Tammy's hand."Are there to be some other women? I had not expected your guests... Igwe made no mention of Tammy.