I’m not going to kill you.’This sentence, of course, made him very afraid.‘You’re a religious man?’ she asked. ‘A Christian,yes?’‘Y �...� yes. Kind of,’ he whispered.‘It’s alright,’ she smiled. ‘Most people fall into the kindof category.’He blinked hard, trying to see her face through thedimness.She noted his problem. ‘Too dark?’ she asked. ‘I preferthe dark, to be honest. But perhaps you’ll feel a bit morecomfortable with a bit of light.’She waved her hand and Adam watched as the. I grinned and asked, "What did you just do?"She replied, "You know the other two that I was with in the bar? They're coming over. You don't mind giving them a sample, do you? They're my best friends and we always share the good ones. There aren't that many good ones around this area."It took the women just twelve minutes to ring my bell. Angie jumped off, saying, "Wait for us," and fled to the front of the house, still naked.In a minute she was back leading the two giggling women. As she. "It's a very legitimate subject in art. The human body is fascinating. The subtleties of shape, the beauty, and even sometimes the ugliness." But ... isn't that ... dirty?" Not a bit. If you'd like, I could buy you a few books on the subject." You mean like dirty magazines?"Allison laughed. "Brit, there's a difference between art and pornography. Not that pornography doesn't have its place. Look, next time I'm out shopping I'll stop by the book store and get you some books so you can start. ”I gave in. I sighed and wrapped my arms around his back. He kissed me, hard, pushing his mouth into mine. His tongue made its way around my mouth, and I kissed him back. His hand fell to my ass, where he squeezed each cheek a bit. He ran his other hand through my hair. Then, with one swift motion, he pulled off my shirt revealing my full, perky breasts. He kissed my lips softly and down to my neck and breasts, where he bit each hard, sensitive nipple. He then grabbed my ass and pushed me up.