And as I said in class, Mioki, you must LIVE what you paint. The artist must FEEL, have a true PASSION for life, else the image on the canvas is a lie..."Mioki felt her heart in her throat. Never had anyone aroused such feelings in her. She felt as if she were awakening from a stupor to, at last, understand life and the hunger for that life the artist must experience. She also realized that her awakening passions were not just for life itself, but also for the man who stirred those feelings. Pregnancy?''No worries, ' she said airily.Jack's eyebrows arched. 'Can I?''If you want.'Millie let him help her to her feet and they both waded back to the shore. She lay down on the small beach, and Jack lay beside her, his cock, already a couple of inches longer than his brother's, suddenly rigid.'Here, turn, ' she commanded, and the two siblings were soon head to tail. 'Now eat me, Jack, ' she said. 'Tommy, you can play with my tits.'She wrapped her lips round Jack's tumescence and drew it. I woke up, not really with a start, just one of those things, when you know that your neck will have the worst crick in it if you do not move, and with your feet still in my hands, on my chest there was really no place to move. I rolled off the couch and stretched. My arms reaching toward the ceiling. POP - POP - there went my back and one hip, ahhhhhh that felt good, nothing like the release of that tension. Doing martial arts for half my life has kept me lean and limber, but sometimes I still. ‘Damn right unneighborly.’ I reached over and boxed Boo’s ears for swearing and she left out a muffled yelp of pain. ‘And you, Miss Boo-Renee Appleblossom Parker, you know better than to be cussing like some farmhand!’ ‘Henry, you know I hate it when you call me that!’ ‘What?’ I asked with sly innocence, ‘Boo-Renee or Appleblossom?’ ‘Both!’ Boo agitatedly stamped her feet. ‘Well, Boo-Renee is your name.’ ‘But Appleblossom ain’t!’ ‘All right, Miss Boo-Renee Blossom Parker, are you satisfied.