We moved her hands and arms to different poses and gestures. She was great to work with and I let Saranya do a lot of the directing while I concentra...ted on moving to get better angles. I thought we had pretty well shot this setting when Saranya said, “Okay, now turn down the tops.” With that, Cheri somehow reconfigured the fabric that had covered her full breasts and when she dropped her hands, her breasts were sitting out there like prize winning produce on shelves at the state fair!!! I. Now I had two guns. Using the aircraft equipment as cover, I tried to figure out where the shooting had come from. I called out to Colleen and Rebecca to stay in there and keep the door locked.I pulled my phone out and dialed the Judge. He answered immediately, "Brian? Brian? What's the situation there? Are you Ok, son? What happened? I have all kinds of help headed your way, but you have to tell me what we're facing." I gave him the short version and realized there was no more shooting. What. "So, you said you were home alone," Kyle said with a sexy grin. "Yeah, my mom is out shopping, but she might be back real soon though, so maybe we shouldn't....," I said as Kyle started unbuttoning his blue work shirt. "What are you doing," I semi-protested. "Letting you check out the equipment," Kyle said while undoing the last button as his shirt drifted open to reveal a muscular chest and six-pack abs."We shouldn't..." was all I managed to say before I reached for the belt buckle on Kyle's. His wife lay on her side, sandy-blonde hair almost glowing by the moonlight. I ripped away her covers, revealing her body clad in a cotton nightgown that covered her modestly from head to foot, decorated with little blue flowers. I slipped into bed with her, stroking her beautiful, peaceful face. She stirred, muttering something. I grasped the hem of her nightgown, pulling it up to reveal a pair of sexy legs. Her hands batted at mine. Not now, Elvis, she whispered. Trying to sleep. Ill jerk you.