Her father was 190 cm and 105 kg, almost exactly his playing weight when he retired with Vancouver’s NHL team. Her mother was within a centimetre of... Kirsten’s height, but slimmer at 62 kg. Fitness was a way of life for the Gustafson family, and always had been. It was part of their Scandinavian heritage.She groggily shuffled to the bathroom and began her morning ritual. She inspected her flawless, pale-hued body, checking to see if there were bruises from the previous practice. Pulling her. (Hello Mr. Sato)”He bows his head and says, “Kon’nichiwa, This my interpreter. Takashi-Kun and my colleague Ito-san.”It always disappoints me when a Japanese man refers to a woman as kun. It is a title for somebody beneath you. In my book, it doesn’t matter who you are; you can not do your job without everybody else in the company. No person is more important than another. Sure, a hard worker is of greater value than a leach, but two people who put forth an effort are just as valued to me no. _____________________________________________Slowly and lazily I opened my eyes. The sun was shining brightly throughthe kitchen window and patio door. I felt Linda's smooth legs against mycheek. I stirred slightly and Linda mumbles and sighed. I felt my legsitching and reach down to scratch them, suddenly feeling the nylons. Icome fully awake with a start - I was still wearing the nylons, bra,garter and panties!I jerked as the toughts and image of last flood into my mind. Had Ireally done all. Between moans, I could hear the squishes caused by her fingers as they entered and left Maura’s cunt. Maura’s hands grabbed fists full of Kay’s strawberry locks, pulling her tight to her sex. She rolled her hips, smearing her essence from Kay’s nose to her chin, all the while mumbling how good it felt to have her friend eating her out. I must admit, I was feeling a little jealous, but, secure in the knowledge that my time would come, I sat there, trying not to stroke myself while enjoying the.