’ Dam, that guy was a genius! Carefully but swiftly, with his Wiss Sheers, Dad cut off one of the foot-sections on one of the legs of my Mom’s pa...ntyhose. I was still totally dumb-founded, but when he picked up his fishing pole, and began to tie that nylon foot onto the very tip-end of the rod, I was beginning to get a clue about just how meticulously and efficiently his mind worked in problem-solving. ‘Oh, my god, Dad, what a GGRREEAAATTT idea!’ I gushed out my usual praise of him broadly. . Really.”“No damage. Anyway, I’ve thought about our role – our putative role...”“Heavy word...”“Anyway, that narrative at Waringarri Arts started me off. Then the visit to the Museum. And now reading this.“The Museum has thousands of photos. The only aboriginals I noticed were stockmen. Only one, ‘Grasshopper,’ was named. In 1963! Why doesn’t the history of the Ord River or the history of Kununurra include those who were killed or moved or resettled? It’s because we don’t exist! Not that we’re. Don’t you agree?”“I do indeed agree,” Clara acknowledged. “It makes me wonder why it happened. Why would anyone want to trap us in the past?”“I don’t know,” I admitted openly, shrugging my shoulders as I said it. “I just can’t see any real advantage to doing it. For now I think we should simply put the thought to the side, and let the question be until we have more intel that we can use to figure it out. After all, we’ve got a bigger problem to worry about, and that’s called survival.. As I towelled myself off I made sureI gave my breasts a good wobble as I dried my back. Then down to my minipatch of hair, and dried that off.He was watching me, great. My prick tease was working. “That water is abit like spanner water by the look of that.” indicating his cock.“Spanner water? What do you mean?”I laughed and said ...”It tightens your nuts”. His cock and balls wereall shrivelled up as happens when they are cold.“Oh yes, so it does. I have never heard that phrase before, it’s.