It was Beth checking in on us and asking if Jessica had been by yet. I told her that she was indeed here and had just got a massage while the k**s had... dinner. Beth asked to speak to her so I handed her the phone and excused myself to check on the k**s and get myself under control. A few minutes later I walked back to the bedroom just as Jessica was hanging up the phone and giggling.“What’s so funny?” I asked.“She was telling me a story about you.” “What story?”“About another massage you gave. "Will, this is wonderful stuff." Seems to have achieved my goal of being exciting, anyway."Anne giggled. "I'll say. Look at you. And you're the artist." Hey, I do it because I enjoy it. Turns me on big time." That's just as obvious from the work as it is from the state of your cock," said Saul. "Will, here's what I want to do. I think your stuff is great enough that you can sell it for good money. You aren't sure. How about I send some of these drawings to people I know who can give you an. Your women want you to do what you should, Sal. Let's go make sure of what you should do."I knew I was in trouble as soon as I walked into my place, as all the lights were out. Marilyn pulled me toward the very dark hallway, where hands rapidly began taking my clothes off, while lips were kissing and hands were caressing me.When I was naked and knew that my attackers were also naked, I was led down the hall toward my bedroom in total darkness. I don't know how they made it so dark, since I. I invited her inside and made her sit; now it was not a new thing for people to come around the house selling those encyclopedia books. It just hit me she was one of them but she looked tired, her hair was in a mess, her goggles had water dabs on em may be due to summer’s heat. Her pink shirt was all wet from behind. As soon as she bent down to throw her backpack and other bag which was full of books I saw her shirt raising up and her perfect small ass with her very fair waist. She turned round.