" No he wouldn't, Richard. I've already spoken to him."That took care of the next six months. Within three weeks, I flew out to Algeria to join the cr...w. The story was actually set in Libya, but that country was deemed too unsettled and the production team felt that they had found the right kind of desert in Algeria. As John had mentioned this was a multi-national production with finance coming from The U.K., Germany, and India. Reflecting the financing, the cast was also multi-national with. Advertisements“Nothing, Daddy. I’m just feeling bad. I thought maybe I’d stay herewith you tonight.” She tried her best to make her voice soundinnocent and slightly scared. She knew he could never resist that.“Well, okay, I guess,” he said, and she nuzzled into him, throwing oneleg over his. Her breasts were pushed against his side and her headfit nicely on his chest. She stayed still for a while until hestarted to doze off again.Something good was happening. Something nice. He shifted around. Now I don’t think I had ever drank scotch before but didn’t want to sound ungrateful so duly accepted.We had a break the ice chat and I found out that although Bert was pretty fit he had put his back out a bit and needed a couple of boxes put up in the loft, easy enough plus I get to drink his scotch which by the way was beginning to knock my socks off, I knew there was a reason I stuck to beer.My glass was getting low and he picked up the bottle to fill it but I told him I had better do the. The room was already set up and everything. There was queen sized bed in the middle of the bedroom with a spiked head board. There was also a matching dressing that went along with it. Ashley instantly fell in love with the room. Eric smiled at the look on his sister’s face. He set his hands on her shoulders. “I knew you’d like it.” He turned her around and started to kiss her. She kissed him back and wrapped her hands around the back of his neck to lean more into him. Eric stopped the kiss to.