This image was one that struck him as deeply nostalgic. It was done in a neo-realist style, using paint and pigment to recreate the clarity of the cam...era. The painter had even added in a date and timecode stamp on the upper corner, the ancient lettering making it clear that this was supposed to be an image captured by Jesus Christ on Home. Her arm was raised up and she was holding up a pair of fingers in a V salute, sticking her tongue out at the camera. Her nut brown skin and raven black hair. “Lose the clothes,” he said, so I dropped my dress. I wore nothing underneath and he smiled before finishing his drink and approaching me with an evil smirk on his face. “I can get rough at times,” he said.“I don't care. I’ll do what you wish me to.”He grinned and pulled off his shirt, revealing a six-pack and pecks perfection. “You want me to fuck you, don't you?”Did I ever! “Yes please,” I said.“Good girl,” he said, lowering me to my knees while dropping his pants and boxer briefs. A thick. While removing her clothes, the small woman could not open her eyes and look at the men who had ****d her just a few weeks previously. Now they were going to take her again."I'm having a... a baby, and... it is one of you three that got me with c***d. Please let me go and I won't report you, I didn't - didn't tell the last time, not - not even my... my husband." Then Fiona opened her eyes when neither of the men spoke in response to her comments."Oh God no," Fiona screamed out as she saw that. .. Bad kitty? Down?" he said half-heartedly."Not the kind of help I was looking for!" He returned his attention to the hybrid feline who was currently purring and pawing him and wiping her face on his chest, and he tried once again to pry her fingers loose from his body. "Look, um Kaelyn. I ... Wow, you're strong. Listen, I'm flattered, and I'm sure you're a great girl and I'm sure it'll be fun and all..." Bloody fun!" she said proudly."Yeah, that's the thing I'm really worried about," Joey.