Another mind had the idea of creating ten max-sized, max-brightness, overlapping Guardian Angels, up and down the path from us, obscuring the sniper's...sight.Another mind created a couple of dark blue human-shaped light blob dummy targets over us and had them 'run' down the path away from us to draw any more fire.Another mind pulled my cellphone off my clip, hit speed-dial 9 (that calls Paul's number; speed-dial 9 being our local version of 9-1-1). That mind held the phone to the side of my head. “Breakfast is now ready,” my mother shouted from the kitchen. We all filed to the dining room table. There was everything that you could think of on the table: sausage, bacon, eggs cooked in a variety of ways, pancakes, milk and orange juice. It was enough to feed a family twice our size at least. My father stood up and raised his glass of orange juice. “Kevin is no longer a child,” he said as if reciting a speech. “He is now a young man and with that comes privileges and responsibilities. It. I know the client will be pleased. He asked if we could do a series with me in the nude. Just me nude, not you. It's an artistic effect that he particularly likes. You don't have to do it if you don't want to," he said kindly. Jerome was working hard to bring her along, without spoiling that sweet naïveté so valued by his clientele. Snowy looked surprised for a moment. She hadn't anticipated a nude scene. Jerome was so nice and polite that it seemed rude to refuse. Anyway, she was a little. Prajakta teasingly threw her nighty at me. I smiled and dropped my towel and wore her nighty. Prajakta was just staring at me. She was sitting on the bed, in her black negligee. I jumped on the bed and kissed her lips. She kissed me back and pulled me down in the bed with her.I slowly lay her on her back and kissed and licked each part of her body. I had heard that Indian women had a particular weakness in their nipples and stomach hole(navel). I entered a finger in her navel while eating her.