Be nice, make her feel comfortable, and go to sleep."Of course, I don't. Do you?" I asked back."I don't know yet…" She said, "But I'm sure I want to...try." I sat beside her, "You slept with me before. You were little and had a terrible nightmare. Do you remember that?"Ava blushed even more, and in a way I didn't think was possible."I do… But it's different now," she said, looking down with a little smile."I know it is," I said, suddenly slightly embarrassed. It was utterly, absolutely different. I considered asking him to fuck me instead of me blowing him but I knew Robert would be furious. He was young and anxious. I didn't suck him off as much as he fucked my face with his big tool. His rod went in and out of my gaping mouth as I tried to breath around his fat cock. He encouraged me. "Suck it, baby," he cooed," Yeah, that's good." He rammed it into my mouth and it forced my jaws wide enough to hurt. I sucked for all I was worth. "Yeah! Ooooohhh, that's. I was about to cross a line. A line from which there was no going back. Jill had crossed that same line exactly one week ago with the hunky and well-endowed Daryl. And now I was about to make that same journey, with a woman I’d known for the last six years through our kids’ high school.I was a man torn. Physically excited, but with more than a little fear, as I stood ready to snap one more thread linking me to safety, the old and familiar. One more thread linking me to Jill and a conventional. The rumor of his other profession was true. I could say that I stand around and let people take photos of me. That sounds a little less arrogant, right? Ulysses asked. Yes! Thats perfect! Emily beamed. I started at 18, after high school, and have been traveling to Miami, LA, and a couple other places for various jobs. I work for an agency that manages that sort of thing. They send the models to various jobs for advertisements, magazines, and so on. It sounds exciting. It can be. I like to.