Kinky Krysta 844-332-2369 Ext.410
I’ve always loved taking photos. I love how they can capture a moment and express so many feelings while simultaneously triggering memories. When you look at old pictures, suddenly you are taken back, immersed in the past that you may have forgotten otherwise. Because I love pictures so much, I signed up for a photography class in school.
My mom bought me a fancy, old 35-millimeter camera. We learned about developing photos and how the chemicals react to the film in class. I was seriously enjoying the assignments and found myself wanting to take pictures of everything. As if my camera was permanently attached to my hand, I took it with me wherever I went. That’s how I accidentally captured photos of you cheating on your wife.
The Photographer Down The Street
It wasn’t intentional, I swear. I was strolling down the neighborhood, taking pictures of the sun through the fall leaves and the flowers still holding on to their blooms, when I saw you through my lens. Remember how I told you I wanted to learn from an older man at the beginning of the summer? Sexual things? And you said you could never betray your wife, but you thought I was a pretty girl?
Well, when I saw your hand up that other lady’s skirt and your tongue in her throat, I thought just maybe your wife would wanna see just how loyal you are. A few quick snaps and this memory would be mine to share, If I don’t get what I want. Lucky for you, I was the only one in the dark room while I developed them, so no one knows what a great photographer I am just yet.
Do you wanna revisit teaching me when grown men like, or shall we share these with your wife?
Kinky Krysta 844-332-2369 Ext.410