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 SNAPSHOTS - Please Read

   Snapshots are photos that were never taken.  They are each a stoppage in
time, a snapshot of an actual occurrence, described as accurately as the
person remembering them, either myself or another, can recall.  The
`rememberer' was there and probably one of the subjects.  Most are the
memories of female friends or lovers, present or past.

   My question to the reader - what were the circumstances?

   Maybe you might like to write a fuller reconstruction, maybe what
happened before the snapshot, maybe what happened after the snapshot, maybe
both.

   I know what happened, before and after.  I'll let you know how close
your version is to accurate.

   I'd love to hear from you.

   Thanks to those who have responded/reacted to previous Snapshots. 
Snapshot 1 has a few responses, mainly to do with what happened next. 
Snapshot 3 generated most input with an emphasis on what happened before
the Snapshot and especially what happened next!  One in particular was
quite "anatomical" but I can't tell if it was from a male of female reader.

   SNAPSHOT 8

   It is an office, expensively furnished, large windows on one side
overlooking a city.  It is a sunny day.

   A woman is seated on a visitor's chair near the desk.  She is in her
thirties, very attractive - pretty nose, black hair cut short.  Her make-up
is perfect - full, red lips, eyeliner.  A lovely complexion.

   She is dressed in a white blouse, straight black skirt, black hose and
high heeled shoes.  She is every inch the sophisticated, professional
woman.

   A man stands just to her side.  He is tall, in his mid to late forties.
He wears a pale blue shirt, red patterned tie, dark grey trousers and black
shoes, no jacket.  His flies are open and his erect cock protrudes from his
trousers and into his hand.

   The woman's blouse is unbuttoned almost to the waist.  Her skirt is
above mid thigh but her black pantyhose clad legs are together, demurely.

   Her medium-sized right breast, closest to the standing male, is exposed
as she holds her white, lacy bra cup away from it.  Her nipple is erect and
brown.

   The tip of the man's cock is only centimetres from the exposed nipple.
He has an intent look on his face, one of concentration and desire.  She is
smiling as she watches the hand and cock so close to her.

   Her breast is glistening with light reflected from liquid and there is a
thread of white from the man's cock to her breast, her nipple and the cup
of her bra.