Not that this was morning, but still...I looked over at the clock hotels are kind enough to set on your bedside table. Jesus! Eight-thirty, the illumi...ated numerals said, which I knew had to be at night. I'd slept thirteen solid hours! It had to have been about the longest uninterrupted sleep I'd had since, well, since forever. I usually got by on about seven hours, less in a pinch if I didn't have to do it many days in a row.And I had to pee, I realized, really bad. I snapped on the bedside. Reserved but happy look. You just glow. Would you let me shoot you sometime?”Prisha fidgeted. “Oh. Um. I’m not pretty enough to be a model.”I said, “Kim, I’d love good pictures of Pri. Nothing I take really captures her.”Kim suggested a photo session just after dawn. “During the Golden Hour,” she said.~~~~We were all exhausted after dinner, so we settled Kim and Sarah in the guest room and Prisha and I climbed to our loft. Prisha had her dress off in a second and was eagerly pulling off my. My parents had gone out for the evening. My older brother was at his girlfriend’s house.Not satisfied, I kicked out the empty shell, reloaded, and fired forth a mirror image of that charter blast. Sated I jockeyed up the street and dumped both shell casings into the storm drain, then went back to the house. The neighborhood was as quiet as before I blasted it.He came out of their bedroom with his snout pressed against the barrel of that shotgun.I almost made it past him, but, alas he caught me. Being a bit of a romantic I thought I would do the deed on the missus's birthday as a bit if a treat.I ordered it well in advance and working in the North Sea I considered myself a bit above some of the characters writing the previous reviews and wrote them off as soft office types...Oh my fellow sufferers how wrong I was. I waited until the other half was tucked up in bed and after giving some vague hints about a special surprise I went down to the bathroom. Initially all went well and I.