She has that dazed look on her face again. I'm a little worried because she hasn't said a word since we left the farm. Granted there was a cock in her... mouth all the way back to town. But I can't help being more than a little concerned about her mental status.I gathered some candles and put on some soft music. I don't want this to look too much like a seduction. But I'm worried about her sanity and I figured we could both use a relaxing bath. I finally joined her in the tub. There's easily room. "Why not? I guess getting the crap beat out of medeserves one drink at least." At least," she said, taking my arm.8The woman's name was Sangeeta and it turned out she was more gratefulthan one drink in payment. She had plied me with a second and wasalready plying me with a third in the pub next door to the steakhouse.The Hunter's Moon was a dark place, half of it an open sports bar, theother half made up almost exclusively of booths, each one nestled in apool of overhead light. The music was. This ain't no masturbation flick, this is boy-girl sex. So cum, dammit. Cum. There. On her belly. Is that all? Look, if I wanted to make a squirt flick, I'd have asked for a couple of lesbians. Enough. Get his fuckin' ass out of here."Look, you fuckwad, I don't mind too much that you give your friends a chance to fuck a porn star, but we're making a movie, for fuck's sake. If he can't follow directions and cums in thirty seconds and then can't jizz for shit, how am I gonna make your fuckin'. ‘Uncle Miles, I’m twenty five years old. I have seen a penis before,’ she replied. ‘But you haven’t seen mine,’ he suggested. He waited till she left then closed the door and urinated. Just too get even with her, he took a quick shower then exited the bathroom wrapped in only a towel. The two of them left a half hour later. Louise in her back sweater and white slacks. The outfit showed a little more cleavage than her dad would have liked, but Miles didn’t mind. Miles wore a pair of clean and.