I asked her when this was going to take place and she replied on Sunday afternoon would be the best time. As we dined out I couldn't help but bring up... the subject of Jerome fisting her. She gave me a sexy smile then said she had decided to go through with it. I asked if she was scared and she wiggled her hips on the chair and said she was…Ana told me she had arranged to meet him at his apartment and they would have a full three hours alone. I told her to be careful and if it hurts her to make. Sheila moved herself into a reclining pose and positioned the drape so that she was fully exposed. I quickly lay in a charcoal sketch and captured the bare slit that she was showing with her fingers poised just over it. She shifted positions when I'd finished that sketch and the drape fell away entirely with no pretense about using it for modesty. She arched herself backward spreading her legs slightly and I tore through another rapid sketch. I had a feeling this was less about me sketching. She decided to design plans for several of the units she found there.The first was the thirty-five ton scout-mech, code named Cheetah. It was armed with eight small lasers and a set of twenty short-range unguided missiles (ShRUMs). It could fire up to twenty missiles per load with a reload magazine of two hundred and forty. They were similar to the Hydra 70 rockets of this time. With a standard Federation explosive, a single hit would blow a modern tank into twenty different directions. The. A trace of a blush appearing on her cheeks as she attempted to cover her breasts with crossed arms. Again my need to see more overpowered me and my eyes locked onto her exposed bush. The thick, wild pubic hair contrasting with her pale skin was impossible to avoid. I tried again, "I...I...I'm...uh." I couldn't make any reasonably coherent sound. Reluctantly I pulled my eyes away and slunk off to my room.I felt my face fushed with shame at my transgression. Good boys behave as gentlemen. They.