”“That’ll be just perfect,” Joyce said as she turned to look at me and winked.Britt turned off the foreground lights and her flash, leaving ju...st a lit background. She got back behind her camera, took it off the tripod, put a camcorder on it and said we could resume where we left off. I pushed Joyce’s hair behind her ear, leaned in and whispered, “What did she mean by that?”“I guess she wants us to do what I want us to do,” she whispered. “Kiss me and rock my world.”I held her face in my. I smiled and thought to myself, how much was I going to see. She was at the apartment at 6:00 in the morning and started painting right way. By the time I was headed to work I stopped out back to check on her, and she had the bathroom painted and was almost have way around the main room. When she saw me she explained that she was hoping that if she got it painted early enough then she could move in tomorrow night. I smiled as I told her no problem and headed to work. When I got home, I went. YOU are here, of course. I would never do this without you here to protect me and encourage me.Someone has put some music on, the french windows are open, and there is a lawn and flowers. One of the women leads me out on to the warm grass, where she touches me ever so gently. I mean, she touches my tiny breasts and my bottom.Now everyone gathers in the garden, and there is a chair, and I know what they will want me to do. Seeing how you are looking at me makes all my shyness go away, and I. “We can go to my cousin’s place.”“That crackhead Daz?”“I know he’s a crackhead. But I was just thinking. That Filipina bitch he’s shacking up with has the needles and shit. Does ink. We can get our new little slut tatted up.”“Ooh I like that.” Emma agreed. With it settled upon they headed back to the car. While she settled into the back seat with her head on the lap of one of the men she spread her legs and began to tease her clit.Up front one of them leaned over to the other.“I keep thinking I.