I confessed to my sister that I had taken the photos and that we had to find a way to return them.I couldn't hand over the tin as it was likely to be ...very embarrassing for them. We came up with a plan which first required us to find a similar tin, easier said than done. I spent ages on eBay and eventually found one that was similar but not exactly identical. Having transferred the photos to the new tin I now had to get them back in the house. Part two of the plan went as follows. Jean and I. The older one was Leroy’s, and I’ve seen him once or twice. The younger one was a new face.“Elian! don’t run!” called one of my aunts, but the little boy just ignored her and continue playing.After the required greetings to grandma and my dad, I excused myself to the interior of the bus. Apparently, we were still waiting for more family, but I decided to stick to my plan of making myself as small as possible and hope to pass unnoticed the rest of the trip.Slowly people began filling the bus,. I bet if you just had a big dick in his mouth 10 seconds, less much doing it for a few weeks, you'd be a hopeless fag, probably give up pussy sucking all together."`H-How c-can y-you say s-say that. I-I would not!'"Then prove it to me and your wife that you're not an insecure with your masculinity. Demonstrate that you can suck dicks and return to being the husband we hold in high esteem !" My mom-in-law said boldly."Honey, mother does have a point. If you don't, it would cause us to. "She nodded "Yes I can see how you would feel compassion for them, and it does you and your men credit that you should care. I will tell the three in hospital that you asked after their health."She then changed the subject. "I will be requiring assistance in changing dressings; I have spoken to your company commander and he has agreed that you can assist me." Where will the dressing station be situated?" The Imam has allowed us the use of his house; he will be either at the cemetery or visiting.