“Mom,” Candy asked, “Was there any place in the Far East or Africa that Daddy visited regularly?”“All of his records regarding his trips are... somewhere in that organized mess he called his studio. Feel free to look it over as you find time. So, Steven – do you really think you might start producing art yourself. Your father was always worried about what you might decide to do with your Art Degree. He told me more than a few times that he was worried, that you might become what he called a ‘2nd. As a regular, I get the freebies they offer to generate repeat business, such as lunches, drinks or tickets to the shows. Each trip I find a nice girl to share my bed a few times, which is part of the Vegas appeal. No street walkers. Call girls. Pretty and clean.On the first night of a two-week stay, I gambled until five in the morning. When I called it a night, I was seventy thousand ahead, which made for sweet dreams someone rudely interrupted by knocking at my door. As I stumbled to answer,. 'I thought you might want a drink?' He got in to the shower and I couldn't help but to turn away from him. He shouldn't be in here, what about our friendship? our plans? His wife? He came up close behind me and I felt his hard cock rubbing on my ass. It felt good. he smelt good. He turned me around and bent down and sucked my breasts , he was good and the cold water did nothing to stop my pussy from getting wet, as if he knew, he sent a teasing finger down my body to dip in to my pussy and. Cherie gave me a pout then in a childlike voice, ‘Then you don’t want to get silly?’ ‘Silly and sexy are different. I’m not doing sexy with my sister.’ My voice remained stern. ‘Are you saying I’m sexy?’ Cherie wanted to trap me with my own words. ‘I said silly and sexy are different. Don’t try trapping me.’ ‘Then you think I’m not sexy?’ ‘You are my sister, my attractive sister, I’ll admit that, however I’m not going to let you play word games with me. Can we just drink our wine?’ I sat in my.