On the outside, a good Christian girl who behaved well, got good grades and played softball on the local team. I returned to school as the slightly s...nister, older Jewish intellectual type. Stories of drug use (soft only) and alternative lifestyles (communal living in Boston in the 70’s) were probably helped along by my long hair and ragged blue jeans appearance. On our second date, Laurie and I walked from her dorm down to Lake Michigan. We were walking along a low brick wall, stopping every. Do you know Lancour?’ ‘No.’ ‘Well he’s quite a big deal in contemporary art. He has very expensive galleries all over the world. He wanted to meet Katie with a view to exhibiting her work at the Lancour Gallery in London. It’s a huge opportunity for her.’ ‘Nice.’ ‘Anyway to cut a long story short, I went back to London with her. I was supposed to go with her, to dinner. With Lancour. And she blew me out in favour of her agent, Gavin.’ ‘And you then had a row about it?’ ‘No, I left.’ ‘Left. He opened it up and reached up tothe very top shelf and pulled down a camera case and tripod."Cannon EOS; best camera available back in the 1980s; auto focus SLRfitted with a self timer capable of repeated exposures. By studying theangles on the pictures of you on that bed with William I'd say you hadit set up right here in the closet, secretly taking pictures. You'donly need the door open a crack." He put the camera case down andstrode over to the desk."These used to be hidden up there on. .. G-D!” April screamed as she felt my cock now balls deep, hitting her good and hard from the back.“Have your way with my daughter, Caesar, but remember that I get a turn, too!” Daisy made her own intentions for me crystal clear, “It’s not kosher, but who cares? We’re three lonely people who need love, right?”When I started playing with the outside of April’s asshole, I halfway expected a negative reaction, but I took the chance, anyway. Instead, April began moaning like crazy, so I slipped a.