I let him rub me until he finally suggested we play some pool. I was pretty buzzed now and up for anything so I took his hand and he led me to the tab...le. He broke, then I took a shot which went horribly. He dropped a few balls on his next turn, then it was mine again. I bent over to take my next shot and felt him press against me. I looked over my shoulder at him and smiled as he started grinding his cock against my ass, he was so hard! I reached behind and slid my hand down his pants and. There were two letters; one in broken English and one written in what I assumed to be Russian; for sure, it was written using the Cyrillic alphabet. There was also a photo of the two kids with a small, dark haired woman who looked about thirty. She was pretty in a hard-edged way with short dark hair and had a tired look to her. From the size of the kids I guessed the picture was about a year old.I looked at the short letter first:To a good person,My name Ludmila Serova. Come from Russia to get. Nothing happened between us until Christmas.I invited her to my house as a neighborly gesture. We talked about regular college stuff and our life she asked me about my love life and things got interesting I told her that I currently liked her and she is too amazing to resist, she was stunned for a moment but managed a smile I got close to her played some music and asked her for a dance she agreed, as we slow danced to a John Mayer no. I kept looking in her eyes and she shied away at times we. "Look no further, ladies," Jack toldthem as he snapped a few pictures of Jean posing in the store. "Thatoutfit is the one." I agree," said Veronika. She told the salesgirl, "We'll take it all --the dress and the boots." Veronika!" Jean exclaimed. "I .. I don't think I can afford this." Don't worry dear, I'm buying." Veronika gave the salesgirl a creditcard, then hugged Jean and kissed her on the cheek. "What is money forif you can't buy gifts for your friends? Don't refuse this Jean. I wantyou.