That bright red hair, beautiful white skin. I wished I could capture that image forever. She looked cold, so I went over and pulled the blanket over h...er and gave her a little kiss on the ass cheek as I did.I went out on my deck to watch the sun rise. I was out there for about half an hour when Lindsey came out just wearing my robe. It looked giant on her tiny frame. She crawled up into my lap and gave me a fantastic good morning kiss. She had already put on makeup and did her hair and brushed. Boux Avenue, Bravissimo and Ann Summers bags flew behind her like a formation of angel wings in the desperate dash for cover. Finally the car park came into view and the safety of her car on the lowest floor. At least there she was safe from further displays of her effectively naked upper body. In one last rush she dashed out of the rain and stopped to lean back against the wall to catch her breath. Her head went back, the better to get the air to her lungs and closed her eyes to push back the. “They made you do it! What choice did you have?” “None, sweetheart! None! But the things you saw! The things you heard me say! My God! You must think I’m horrible! You must think I’m a complete slut!” “Mom! It’s okay! You did it to save our lives, Mom!” As she groaned in discomfort and humiliation, I felt a twinge of sympathy for the poor fucked-out bitch, so I freed my hands and went over to her, still naked and with an obvious hard-on. Mom. I was leaving and asked her if she wanted to go back into the theater with me. She told me to come over to her where she flashed me her pussy and told me she likes to show herself. With that I called it a night....Wednesday was dead with the except of a young African American lady who came in by herself and the staff took her on a tour. I was amazed at how many guys were following around and before I knew it she was in a booth with a couple of guys. She left the door open so it was a good scene.