Ben the photographer
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With time elapsing, Ben was considering knocking on the bathroom door and reporting a televised zombie outbreak to get Penelope out…
Thus, it was fortunate for him that at that moment, she opened the door and stepped out herself. She emerged wearing a new set of clothes: pink fleece pajamas.
Ben swallowed as he glanced at her tits and ass that curved the fabric...with the room's smell of Rosemary adding to the scenery's allure...
Noticing his eyes, Penelope smiled with pride, then moved to her desk and removed something from a drawer. She picked it up and played with it, before stepping towards Ben and holding it in front of him.
It was a digital camera.
"Are you good photographer?" she asked with an expectant expression.
Ben considered his response. "Have you heard of W. Eugene Smith?" He mentioned a random famous photographer he'd read about.
Penelope blinked. "No."
"Then I'm incredible…"
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