Your identity stripped away, along with clothing, jewelry, poise, pride. You are only, my beauty. My hand moves from your hip to your arm, and I run... long fingers from your shoulder, ever so lightly down to the crook of your elbow, where my fingers linger around that tenderest of spots; gentle at first and then bone deep. You will be bruised , you think. And then, think, please bruise me . My fingers dance lightly now down to your own curved fingers, lace themselves with yours, and squeeze --. After that Until night we didn’t have sex and when ever I have hard on she gave me blow job and drank all my cum.********** Late Night we went for city for have dinner…SIL : Darling we need to talk what we going to do now.Me : What u mean by baby?SIL : You know your dad want you to join for businessMe : Yes I know. But I told u I don’t want I want stay like this more timeSIL : I know baby. and I knew when this day come you will say like this. So I make plan for thatMe : What your plan ??SIL :. I had her laying on the ground and on stairs, leaning against doors with broken windows, and standing on rusted, abandoned railcars. Rachael followed my direction willingly and enthusiastically. She seemed to have no inhibitions about her body or about me touching her to get her clothing the way I wanted it. As I was adjusting her clothing, I caught glimpses of he nipples and saw no trace of pubic hair above her high cut, white bikini panties. The first photo session was a warm up and I kept it. Okay, she wants field work.“No, Sweetcheeks. No library for you today,” I laughed. “I want you to go to a party with me tonight—a very exclusive party. We are going in the company of another attractive young woman who gets tips for flirting with corporate executives. We need information about how the place works and who she works for.”“I’m always up for a party. What’s the scoop?”I told her in detail what I’d learned last night, without including any reference to the kiss. I filled her in on.