He agreed to my price, and said he’d have the money at our regular meeting that Wednesday. I got on the bus and pulled out my sketchbook on the ride...to Benjie’s house. I had started drawing to pass the time on the bus once there were no longer any feet to look at“You draw?” Benjie asked.“I draw and paint, actually. I still need to work on human figures, though.” I showed him the study of Kevin I was working on.“Think you could draw a picture of me?”“I can draw it today if you have time. It’d be. ‘Whazzamatter?’ Then, turning and recognizing Samantha Paddington-Smythe, Wendy smiled and said ‘Oh, it’s you, my pet.’ Wendy could still feel the pleasurable, fulfilled ache between her legs, and smiled at Jane as she realized who had given her that sore but ecstatic feeling. ‘Sorry to wake you, darling, but your snoring was keeping me up.’ Jane, still playing the role of Samantha, replied. Wendy then noticed that the television was on. A very shapely, sexy redhead seemed to be getting a great. Aunt sent her back asap and we started talking again and then aunt asked me Joe where does Rakesh go in the evening? I was dumbfounded sitting there looking at her face and I answered I don’t know aunty ask Rakesh he’ll tell how would I know.She said she had seen him with me going somewhere and later you were home when she came back. Then I said aunty its nothing like that you are thinking wrong and I tried to convince her. Then suddenly she fell on my feet to tell her if he takes drugs or go. As Sammy ran towards Alex to hug him, Amy cut her in between and grabbed her in her arms. She wrapped her hands around her daughter’s waist and started to kiss her.“Oh, mom! This is what I was waiting for since morning,” Sammy expressed“There are many things waiting for you, you slut,” Amy said and tightened her gripped around her waist.Sammy was taken by shock after hearing her own mother call her a slut. She looked at her with wide open eyes. Amy looked back with fierce eyes and pushed her on.