Finally exhausted, she slipped off and curled up next to me."Oh Belle," she finally uttered, "That was amazing!" I thought so too, and I squeezed he... tightly without saying anything. To my surprise, she jumped right up without warning, and headed towards the door."Wait 'til you see what I found!" she yelled excitedly over her shoulder. As I lay there, wondering what she was talking about, I heard the toilet flush. Now I knew what was taking her so long. It also reminded me that I needed. "Did Benny tell you about the party?" Yeah. Are you going?" I wouldn't miss it," Cindy said, as she placed some files into her desk. "I'm about ready for a break. Want to buy me a Coke?" Sure."The two walked out to the loading dock and sat down with a couple of Cokes. They talked a long while before Cindy said she had to get back to work before her father fired her."Yeah, right," Ryan said sarcastically. "I'd better get going anyway. I have a doctor's appointment because my wrist doesn't seem. She had to frame the subject, position them in the lens to get just the right composition; she had to set the exposure to make sure the subject would develop in the frame; she had to focus on the subject and their objective. In short she had to tell a story. Anyone could flap an eyelid and snap a photo, few could really tell a story with exposure and composition and focus.Her Read Hair draped over her neck, the same porcelain neck that was bundled up in a grey scraf and a deep red leather. Ugh that’s so lame how ridiculous. I let the water run before stripping, my skin shivering in the cool air of the bathroom. Arms crossed over my chest I let the water run through my hair and down my back. All of the bottle of goop in his shower look the same so I squirt the best smelling one onto my hand and sud up my body. Hard nipples slip between my fingers as I slide my hand over my wet body, imagining him feeling me. My back presses against the cold tiles sending a quiver down my spine..