"Weapons? Mark never considered weapons. He had been in three fights in grade school and once Mark had a problem with a bully the previous year. Melis...a handled the bully. She was his "enforcer."Mark did not consider himself to be a coward, even though he did his best to avoid either violence or confrontation. To him violence should always the last resort. Too often it backfires on the person who uses it to solve a problem. "No thank you. I shouldn't need anything to protect myself from that. It was always in a bit of a mess with unfinished works lying around and the smell of paint and thinners. I put drop cloths down but still it got cluttered and messy. “Careful where you step I gave up trying to be tidy a couple of years ago.” She laughed and looked at the artwork. “Who is she? She said pointing to a near complete work of mine. “She’s gorgeous and naked. Did she pose for you? Can I pose for you Dad?”“Well yes she does that for a living, posing naked for art classes that is and. He put his cock in my face and said “suck it bitch”. Hummmm this was a new one, it was always “honey” and “baby” before. I ignored his remark and took him in my mouth and savored the smell and taste of him, and the feel of his cock growing in my hand and mouth. I reached under my skirt with my free hand and started to rub my pussy, moaning around his cock head, never slowing with my sucking. He made me stop sucking him and fingering my pussy so we wouldn't cum, and had me undress all the way.. "We don't have to doanything, I just want you to hold me." She presses her head against hischest and her runs his hands through her short black hair."I want this too, but you know this is a problem." He smiles and handsher a blanket. She feels a tear roll down her flushed cheek. He wipes itaway.Isabella lays in the bed and thinks about the fact that this is whereAman sleeps when he is so far from her. She wonders if he dreams of herand if he wants her. This makes her call out to him."What...".