After a short drive Stewart pulled the car over and then we began to talk seriously about taking some photos. I pulled out my camera and showed them I...was able to take a few quick snap-shots if they wanted.Well Stewart said to take a few photos of him and of Margaret in the car. So I took a few head an shoulder snaps of them sitting in the car. Then Stewart told Margaret to flash her legs. She pulled up her skirt and showed stocking tops and suspenders ribbons. I took my time to focus and took. " There are no buts, Cassidy. Truth either is, or it is not. What are you running home to? How often are you allowed the chance to live, truly live on your own terms! If you go now, you deny me, that is true, but only by denying your own life and your own fulfillment. You fear lying to your husband, yes?" Yes, of course." My dear, beautiful, Cassidy, you should only fear lying to yourself, for that is the true tragedy of life."He held out his hand and Cassidy wavered, caught by her loyalty to. She got control of herself after a few minutes.“I’m sorry. I really am!” she pleaded between sniffles, “I did all those things you said. I want to fix them. I really, really do! Can you forgive me and give me a chance?”“Yes. Absolutely, there’s never been any doubt you have the chance. But I’m not the real problem now, am I?”“No.”“Call Pete. Admit clearly and openly what you did, that you violated his trust, that you lied. And see if he responds positively. He might not. But then again, he. I went straight up to Tina and took her in my arms and kissed her, as Angie raised her head and looked at us. “So how much of that did he see?” She asked with as little movement as possible. “Oh, he has been watching the whole time and judging by the look of this cock of his he has been very good and obeyed my orders not to touch himself as he watched.” I smiled down into Tina’s eyes and she looked back at me with an ornery light dancing in the shadows. “I think he would blow his wad in a.