She had gone to bed as normal but had hoped that he would want her – want to make love to her. He was asleep. It was not totally dark and she gazed ...around at the ceiling and the walls illuminated through the slight gap in the curtain. She wasn’t tired. She lay listening to the sound of his breathing and let her mind wander aimlessly, hoping that sleep would come to her soon. As she remembered the events of a quite ordinary day she found her thoughts returning again and again to the stories she. That tiny little fright made Tom miss-cue by just the slightest degree but that was enough to send the white ball off at the wrong angle. The white ball then transferred its energy of motion to the black ball but also at the wrong angle and both balls went bouncing around the table with neither one finding its way into any one of the side pockets.“SHIT!” said Tom quietly under his breath as he watched both balls slow down and come to rest. Very quietly Tom placed the cue-stick down onto the top. He moved around too trying to get the best picture and then finally heasked, "Can you lose the bra now?" Topless?" I asked."Sure I just want to see how they look through the lens for a fewpictures and then we'll get you into the body make-up."After a nod of approval from Marcy, I unhitched my bra and let my boobshang free. Jake was suddenly much happier as he took another 20 picturesof me topless."Right Lara, perfect, I'm happy now. Let's get Sue to paint the leathersonto you and we're good to. I go home with a boner every day!" You think you're the only one?" laughed Bob. "She's practically killing me." Well," sighed Charles. "Whatever ... if you feel sick, you just call me. I'll stand in for you any day. That girl's voice gets me going!" What girl?" asked Layla, standing in the doorway."Oh!" said Charles, turning beet red."He likes your voice," said Bob, grinning at Layla."THANK you!" she said, beaming."Yeah," mumbled Charles, backing toward her. He managed to move around her with.