He pulled the camera to his face, and studied the image on the screen. He focused on May and her canvas, but made sure to angle his camera to include ...he lounging Hannah as well. Snapping the picture, he quickly refocused, zooming in tightly on just the artist and her work. He kept snapping pictures, changing his focus from Hannah, to May, to the painting, and mixing in wide shots of the entire scene. Dave began to notice that May seemed to be playing it up for the camera a little. She would. Finally she had told her mother to get off her case.We were cautiously on again. No questions were asked by either of us about what we had been doing. Emotions were too raw. I was fairly certain she had not been celibate. I didn't want to risk talking about my sex life either.I wasn't going to say anything, but things were bound to be weird when Susan noticed my pubic hair was gone.There was no way to ignore it. She stroked the fuzzy stubble on my groin, then asked, "Me too, Please."Barbering. She pressed her choot to my mouth and placed her hands on the back of my head guiding me to her sensuous spots. She was coming non-stop like a waterfall.'SAHEBJI, FASTER Y...HESSS TONGUE FUCK ME FASTER. OH OHHH I AMMM COOMMMMMMIIIIIIINNNNNGGGGGGG,' she screamed.I continued to tongue fuck her but she caught me by my hair and tried to pull me on top of her. "Sahebji, ab mujhe chodo (Sahebji, fuck me now)," she said gasping for breath.I got on top of her. "Your wish is my command," I chuckled and. ”“I’m not the kind of girl –that they will want to see,That husband I left,should be charged with theft,I know now life’s for me.”“It won’t happen again,These men are all the sameIt won’t happen againThey’re all drawn to the flame”“The day is here,it’s here right now,and my life it must beginI’ve got to change my whole lifestyle,make life - a mortal sin!”“It won’t happen again,I’ll reach a new plateauIt won’t happen again,They’ll, all remember –Marilyn Monroe!”BLACKOUT – CURTAIN – lights back.