I was hoping there would be more than talk.Aunt Barb asked me to take Willow to a movie that night.I said, ”Fine, as long as she wants to go.” Som...times teenagers want to be with their friends, especially on a Saturday night.Willow piped up, “Yes, there is a movie playing that I've wanted to see. You don't mind do you, Michael?”So the movie it was. Willow really did want to see the movie, she watched every moment of it. It was a semi-chick flick, but I was okay with it. I was entertained and. I had my cock out and was stroking slowly, but neither Jane nor Ben could see. When Jane climaxed, she pulled Ben’s head hard into her pussy and held him there while she came. I thought he would suffocate.Eventually she let him go and he stood up. “Thanks Ben, that was amazing. Now let’s see what I can do for you.” She said as she reached for the front of his trousers. She had them undone and pulled down and was about to get his cock out when he stopped her. He looked around at me and then back. While Darlene was reluctant and demanded that all these pictures be well hidden on the computer and password protected so that no one but Frank could view them, she was also sexually stimulated by the process of posing for all these pictures. The result was a few weeks of hot, passionate sex fueled by the visual images and the memories of the photoshoot.But again the routine of life again took over and the excitement faded. Frank, in the meantime, had discovered photosharing and had been. The shoulder was fixed in position with her arm out to the side and partially raised. The elbow was casted in a bent position.Fran had almost no use of her hands, neither one able to reach her mouth. Her week had been pure torture. Her cuts and scrapes had gotten to the worst itching stage and she could not get at them. She was able to sit and stand wit help, but was very top-heavy. She could get to the toilet, but could not clean herself. She had no relatives in town, and Ryan's time with her.