She looked like a bum. ‘This is what I had on a year ago. I wore these clothes almost three months straight without taking them off. I need you to b...ring a camera. Let’s go.’ They had a silent, grim drive to Detroit. They started out well before sunrise and were in Detroit by mid day. Amy spent the entire trip quietly staring out her window while Suzanne drove. First they passed the rustbelt cities of Gary and Hammond, then they continued across the bleak, frozen countryside of southern. This can’t happen.”“It did happen though.” I said mildly. I wanted to see how this would go. On one hand she was holding herself away from me, and saying no. On the other, she hadn’t moved her leg away - it was still draped over me. And my now erect cock was trapped under the silky skin of her thigh. I flexed it slightly, pressing it against her.“I know.” Alexis said, shuddering out a heavy breath. It was slight, but I felt the pressure from her palm ease some, and she shifted her leg minutely,. Sally was wearing her regular Saturday shopping attire: jeans, boots, and a sweater. Underneath, she was happy to have her silky underwear.For a good while, Karen took shots of Sally fully dressed with various props: top hat, cane, beach ball; none of it made any sense. It was, of course, just Karen's way of getting her comfortable with the camera. She then asked Sally if she felt comfortable getting down to her underwear. It was a question that didn't need to be asked; by now, she was getting. "Back at the StableBillie went on cutting Nicole's cloths off her. She was talking herself into a hole.Billie said, "You know Nicole, I had a bit of respect for you. You and me never saw eye to eye on anything. But at least you fought me and stood up for your brother. But tonight, you interfered with something that you had no right in. Remember The Wellman Clinic back home? They are helping me in this project."Nicole said, "Want to bet? They sent me to stop you. You dumb bitch. You have lost.