It's so they can tell where the weak lighting areas are immediately, rather than getting the real stuff developed first,"Samaire said. "Here, go stand...by the window and I'll show you,"Rachel walked to the window and looked out. The Pacific was clear and calm today, and the horizon stretched for miles on end. It was too bad the shoot had to be cancelled, days like this didn't come along too often."Ok Rachel, strike a pose," Samaire said with a smirk. Rachel hammed it up, pursing her lips as she. "I could feel the truth in what he said. "But roots?" I asked. "Where do you find roots?" You might try to find your father's people in--where is it?--Cleaver's Mills," he replied. "That's a start. Go from there."I nodded. That made a kind of sense. My father had died when I was 10, of what and how my mother never spoke. I learned over the years never to ask about him, for the pain it caused her. So I knew almost nothing about him, his life, his family, indeed nothing much about Cleaver's Mills. Her niece’s face was a picture of contentment at the feel of familiar fingers around her groin. Victoria hadn’t had a man for so long that she’d forgotten what someone else’s fingers around her vaginal area had felt like. “Hmmm…that’s nice…” she purred.“I’m going to shave you now, Victoria,” announced her aunt. “Being shorn around your vagina is more hygienic” Bridgett was not one for being shy with her words.Knowing that it was useless to protest, Victoria said nothing, but yearned to be. I thanked them for taking such good care of us and left a 20 on the table for them with a note.I went downstairs and arranged for a car to take us to and from the park tomorrow in time to watch batting practice. I also made a swing through a bank to get some more cash for the outing.ring ringPhone call from Craig. "Hey craig, how's it going?" Fine. Though, you need to come home. 35 different ladies have filed suit looking for child support claiming that their children are yours."I laughed out.