Barb looked at Cindy and commented: ‘Well, are you satiated?’ They both laughed before Cindy replied: ‘No, but it is a start.’ We all laughed.... We fixed some food. Cindy really enjoyed the studio lighting and the background paper. All told I added over three hundred pictures of Cindy and Barbara. Barb and I made love once or twice each day. Sometimes it was merging and sometimes it was just wonderful sex. Cindy was determined to wear me out. She is one sex charged girl. We made love two to four. “Make up your mind, mind. Is this day about to start?” Sundays can be in limbo. “Fuck. Coffee.” She muttered in a somewhat hoarse voice, lovely shutters still closed. “Look at that face. Deceiving innocence. I should’ve known better.” I hoisted my body out of bed, scratched my left buttock. Morning wood swaying in my boxer briefs.“Alright, I’ll sacrifice myself.” Four hours, a little on the short side. Didn’t even dream. The world felt like a mirage nonetheless.“Is she here?” Talk about. Obviously I've been expecting you. Nice outfit."I looked down to discover that I still had on my Robin Hood suit. I blushed and laughed, then switched to something more appropriate, jeans and a tee shirt. "Sorry about that. I took Allison and Shannon to see an old friend of ours." Whoa, back up. You took Allison and Shannon? How did that work? And when did you find out you could do this?" Oh yeah, sorry, uh, Friday night, Allison and I were talking about the situation with Angela and what may. The color of aristocracy. No, the color of royalty. He always wore a ring on the smallest finger of his right hand. It was an expensive silver metal with a shining black stone. She always noticed it because she suspected that it was a massive black diamond. But even with all of his riches, he seemed miserable. She sensed that he pursued her because somehow he’d surmised that she was the key to his…happiness? Happiness. This was why she ran from him. She knew that if she allowed him to take.