After that she became a popular model again. She normally used the same photographer for most of her shots, though there had been a few others. All of...the men and women who took pictures of her however had always been vetted. She didn’t want to go to some “fly by night” photographer who was there one day and gone the next. There had been few, mostly men, who wanted to photograph her in the nude. But she had flatly refused along with her parents. Most of those guys had been the “fly by nights”. Everybody knows about Custer's Last Stand against Crazy Horse, etc., but few people know about Major Marcus A. Reno and his company that Custer had ordered to attack from another direction.In this particular timeline, the Sioux and Cheyenne overran Reno's men and killed them all, whereas, in most timelines, Reno and his men escaped Custer's fate. Anyway, it was not Reno that we needed to save, but several of the common soldiers who would have descendants who would make significant contributions. " I know. But we'll stop each other." Okay."By this time, they were both experts with each other's body. They knew the location of each tender nerve and how to summon the minutest response. Each one knew how to bring the other right to the edge of a fierce climax and then pull back before she came. They were not only masters of real physical torment but also of the sweet, soft, sexual torture that awakened unbearable lust only to withhold release until the love object and victim was a desperate. Lenora begged her to smack her ass. Amanda pulled back and smacked her once. She screamed and moaned, "I want more PLEASE!" The strap-on swung wildly. It drove Amanda wild. She continued smacking Lenora's cheeks, which were red and wiggled with each swat. Amanda hit Lenora's thighs and legs. She switched hands and finally stopped. Amanda told Max, "Get Lenora down and bring her to the bed." Amanda got some lotion and softly applied it to Lenora's red backside. She smeared it all over her.