Chapter 192

• "Okay, Jennifer look across your left shoulder into his eyes...and Derek, unbutton one of the buttons on the dress....slide your hand under the material."
• Jennifer started when the palm of his warm hand came in contact with the erect nipple of her right breast. "Sorry, he whispered in her ear," apologetically. "We'll get a lot more intimate than this in a bit though."
• Jennifer swung her eyes to the large monitor where the digital camera images were popping up after each shot that Oscar was taking. She was amazed at how sexy the black hand slid under the fabric of that white dress with the tiny roses on it really looked. You could see the nipple poking through the fabric between the fingers of Derek's hand.