. How do you feel about porn?”“I’m not sure what the point of your question is. I’ve nothing personally against it, but I don’t think the ad...inistration would be pleased if we showed any in class.”“Well, these painting sessions sometimes get a little rowdy. And the models are all ... um ... intimate with each other already. I can’t swear that they won’t get a little carried away in the excitement. We plan to just keep filming and use what we can.” Little lie? Not really. We just intended to use. .." She screamed as her body convulsedTony watched her get off with real pride! He apparently had learned well from his mom. As she basked in the after effects of her orgasm, Tony kissed her neck and massaged her arms. Samantha had never experienced anything like this but then she had only had her own fingers to this point."Oh Tony that was amazing! How did you know to touch me like that?" She asked"I have been with an older woman and she has taught me things about women." He said. She walked straight to my living room and sat on the edge of the sofa. I followed her in and was mesmerised by her swaying hips.I was suddenly very aware I was wearing nothing but a towel. She sat looking at me "Lose the towel," she ordered. "Lose the t-shirt," I replied.She stood up and walked over to me; her head barely reached the top of my chest. Wrapping her arms around my neck she pulled herself up on me. She wrapped her perfect legs around my waist. Then she began kissing me and I could. You have to get over this stuff, or it just sits in your brain and festers and bleeds. Forgive them, and move on. They’ve moved on, right?”“Right.” she said. They walked another few minutes in silence.“Clipper.”“What?”“You said they’ve moved on. Where did they move too?”Oh, jeezus. A philosophical discussion, now? As they tramped through the woods? Now she suddenly wants to talk fast? He had no idea what she believed, if anything. He’d never talked to her about church, or God, or what he or she.