I found a second home at one and this is where the "fun" was....Besides drinking local beer, BaMeBa we would bring american liquor and cigarettes to t...rade for whatever..The Mama San at one bar got pretty friendly and her capable assistant H got to be really friendly. She was close to 30 and built very different than most of the locals..nice tits and ass that I would cop feels here and there. We would bed down in the bar later at nite and be their defacto security for them. We were all armed. They tried sleep-learning in all kinds of different subjects but there seemed to be no brain activity their instruments did not move. These people were breathing but that was it. They were fed intravenously and bags attached for waste products but the body never aged hair did not grow fingernails nothing. They were the same when they woke as the day they went to sleep, except they were legally 5 years older. The government had to keep this top secret as they were not supposed to be dealing in. I don’t like him at all. We order two serves of French toast and two hot chocolates. It is difficult not to wolf down the cinnamon toast in one go. My cock strains in my pants as I watch Jo’s lips and teeth and her tongue work to produce words that seem sexy just because they come out of that gorgeous mouth. Her voice, her intonation and the way she seems to lazily lisp the odd “s” into a “zh” – it all sounds so sexy. She pays the bill and I discourage her from leaving a tip for that. It was one of our favorite restaurants. The rest of the week I kept thinking about Lauren. I had rarely even thought about other women since I had met Kim. Now I had trouble concentrating on my work, the memories of old kept flooding my mind.Lauren was the most erogenous, multi-orgasmic girl I have ever met. Her whole body was like one big erogenous zone. If I touched her ear with the tip of my tongue her pussy would get so slick it was like Teflon on wet ice. I recall licking her palms with.