In the meantime, since you’re the artist, think about what kinds of shots you’d like to do – and how much you’re going to charge us!” Three ...of us laughed at his display of pragmatism in the face of Marci’s enthusiasm. Derek, still smiling, said, “No problem, and don’t worry too much about the cost. I’m sure we can work something out.” He looked thoughtful for a moment before he went on, “I guess you two know by now about the project that I’m trying to work out with Dave and Alli?” When they. ” Putting the greasy bacon sandwich and mug of steaming coffee in front of Pig Julie went to turn away but his hand stopped her. Running his hand up the inside of Julie’s thigh Pig roughly thrust a finger into Julie’s pussy. “Wet already slut?” Pig laughed. Julie hid her shame, as although at times she hated being treated like a piece of meat she also loved the constant sexual attention she got. “Time for your breakfast” said Pig as he stood still holding his bacon sandwich in one hand and. Why did the other car honk? Just because she was suckling his fingers? Or maybe he had been swaying across the road, because he wasn’t paying attention and trying to stir with the one hand only? ‘There’s a truckstop coming up.’ She mumbled his fingers still stuck in her mouth, preventing her from articulating properly. She pointed at the traffic sign in case he didn’t hear her. ‘What did you say?’ He asked teasingly. ‘There’s a truckstop coming up, Master.’ She repeated herself this. I sighed. "I'm still worried, like you. But twelve days is a long time to get exposed to something and not get sick. I'm hopeful Isabelle, and the more time that passes, the better our chances are. Let's just take this one day at a time, and each day will be better and better..."Isabelle smiled and nodded. "Goodnight daddy. I love you, you and mom both." I know sweetie. Goodnight to you too. Pleasant dreams."Carlotta did come home less than an hour later. We took showers and went to bed soon.