Using my torn underwear, he cleaned himself, and then me, and then leaned over to give me a long, penetrating kiss. The feel of his soft mouth and ton...ue against mine, but with a roughness of his stubble was another mixture of pain and pleasure we both enjoyed. I lay there for a few more moments, thinking about all of our previous conversations about how much I missed him and wanted him again. Carson would tell me about how special that night two years ago meant to him and how, if he could, he. Then I remembered that I wanted to call our uncle and see if we could take another couple of days to see Las Vegas. He answered on the third ring."Uncle Barry? It's Keith. We're just leaving Albuquerque, but we'd kind of like to take a detour up to see Las Vegas. Would it be okay if we were a couple days late?" I asked, feeling like I was walking on broken glass."Vegas, huh? You'll be cutting it tight, Keith. I've got an appointment for you to meet someone up in San Francisco on Tuesday, so the. ”“Thank you, Ma’am.”Ling said, “Betsy, all of your friends are very polite.”“That’s because we’re terrified of you,” Sanders said looking at her out of the corner of his eye.Ling frowned. She had thought he was joking, earlier. She now realized that he had been serious.Fully aware that Ling’s feelings were hurt, Betsy said, “That’s only because they don’t know you, Mom.”“I suppose,” Ling said softly.Wanting to lessen the tension, Betsy asked, “Will you be coming to the house tomorrow with. She's getting three portraits for less than the cost of two. Her horse, Julie and her horse, Julie's yearbook shot." That's almost like cheating. You can take the yearbook shot along with the others." All I did was promise her pictures of each subject that she'll like. I know I can get that shot along with the others and I might only take five or ten minutes. But I know damn well she'll be thrilled with it. What my clients are getting is the result. I bust my ass getting it and if they don't.