I held my breath as she posed to match each of the photos in turn, the striptease of a girl, from full uniform to bare naked firm flesh. I was shocked... but loving every moment as she removed her uniform one item at a time. She could see I was aroused by what I saw. All that was left was her underwear, I turned over the next page and there were close ups of her nipples, her bare pussy and her backside. I retrieved my macro lens for these photos, really good for close up focus.The girl parted the. Batch 4-B was the liquid version that Smith originally passed along to "the stoner kid" – as Michael Wright was initially known.Perfect. Or as close as man can get to God, Smith thought.At least it was one he finally felt safe employing himself.His name wasn't Smith, of course. But names were not important in this line of work. All he needed was to make an unobserved connection with Michael Wright and, over the passage of time, simply keep a few doses for himself. Those inhalers were written. I had mentioned the subject to my wife when we were first married, but was told that that was never going to happen. I forgot about it for years, but then along came the internet. I visited swinging sites looking for couples that wanted a man to join them. But most couples want to meet other couples not single men. The couples that I did contact were either time wasters or just lived too far away. Then I came across Jane and Peter ( not real names). They lived in the same town and she had. I'd noticed that those who preached it the loudest were also incredibly well-off. Their hypocrisy made me really examine their beliefs. I was amazed at how many people didn't see that.As for the original question, I was good at what I was doing. I was a so-so actress, with occasional flashes of skill. I was really good at picking winning show concepts and getting them to work. I'd piggybacked on successful shows, much to the increased success of those shows and my segments. I had produced.