She had perfect caramel colored skin, beautiful, long legs, and a deep cleavage that she never failed to expose every chance she got. Justine could al...most see Craig drool at the sight of her. Oh, yes, she thought to herself. She’d definitely chosen the right man for the job. “Justine,” Nadia said as she looked Craig up and down with a ravenous look in her eyes. “Don’t keep Craig tied up took long. Remember that he has to spend time training on my needs also.” Nadia said this because for the. That’s so not fair”“Gobbled off? Gobbled off? Monica, you’re sixteen years old and already you sound like some common prostitute. At least use the proper Latin term”“You said I was good though, didn’t you?”“Yes, yes .. well heat of the moment and all that. I was led astray perhaps. But yes, you seem quite ..err, well practiced one might say”“Practice makes perfect, sir. Perhaps I could practice some more with you”“Yes, maybe that’s possible. Keep you away from those rough types. Makes. This trait is a most rare, inheritable talent." Maybe it's you Catherine," Father Garret offered."I?" she asked back in surprise."Charles always says you see right through him, if he's not telling the truth and you were worried about Ingrid Hanson weeks before she was diagnosed with depression. You suspected Chuck Turner's drinking problem, when the whole neighborhood hadn't noticed a single thing yet. Couldn't it be that you have such a latent ability and passed it on to your son?" What you. I could have passed out and could feel my body shaking but did as I was asked to do. The negligée was at my feet as the camera flashed twice. I thought my legs were going to give out as I stepped out of the gown. Jack brought a bench over and had me sit in a very lady like fashion on it. Several shots were taken of me sitting on the bench. He then had me lay on the bench and he moved the camera to down between my legs. Even though my legs were still closed this camera angel may me feel more.