"Nudes, you’re drawing nudes and using playboy photo's as a model. Why don't you get a model?" Jo said as she laughed."I can't afford a model un...ess you're offering Jo!" Ok but it is our secret and no showing the picture to all your creepy friends."She went into her room and called out, "Do you want me topless or nude?"Joanne was kidding me again, and she was a joker so I answered, "Nude please."I had thought about Jo for the past four years in a sexual way. She was a great sister, but. The pleasure became more focused, more intense, and it swelled within my crotch. I was nearing climax.The orgasmic fire swelled and grew, threatening to break free and ravage my body but I held it back. Not because I felt guilty, but because Andre had trained me to hold back. He had taught me to hold back the orgasm for so long it became unbearable, hold back for so long that when I finally released it I would be reduced to a squirming, moaning hunk of flesh, unable to speak or walk as orgasm. Can you help me now? My master, he is lost between worlds and I cannot bring him back.”“Wait, what?”“Yes. My master has abandoned me. Abandoned his people. And nothing I say can change his mind. Now he refuses to even see me. He says I interrupt his vacation! It’s been so many years ... won’t you please help?”“I’m going to regret this, but ... how do I find him?”“Last time I saw him, he was visiting a friend in the Blue Palace. But no one as mundane as the Jarl. No, no ... such people are below. At the top of lists of new emails I see one from Joy. It reads:“Mark, I am not sure what to say. Should I say sorry or thank you? I will tell you I am feeling a little guilty right now. But the truth is I am feeling more horny than guilty. I had one hell of an orgasm while in the shower and imaging I was there watching you cum. I didn’t think I missed sex that much but now realize just how much I do miss it, so thank you! I was thinking about several things before writing you this. One, can we.