She spent her senior year at school slowly shedding her broken American identity and assuming a Danubian one. She came to speak Danubian quite well, b...etter even than her brother. She soon made friends with several Danubian girls, whose personalities and interests were totally different from the group with whom she had been in the U.S. She wore a school uniform that she considered nerdy, but being in a school full of uniformed students helped keep her mind off fashions that might have reminded. After a while she decided to undo my pants and reveal my raging cock. She sucked for a little while (she didnt like the taste of cum). Then I layed her down and pulled her shorts and underwear off. All she wanted to do was sit up and watch what I did so i pushed her down flat spread her legs and started to like her pussy till she was moaning kinda loud. When I was done going down on her she just wanted my dick in her and she told me several times. I got ontop of her not going in yet making out. You are required in my office first thing tomorrow morning with Paul to go over security protocols.”Kim’s crying becomes uncontrollable.“Kim, there is no need to cry. I am not mad. Disappointed, yes, but not mad.”Hearing of my disappointment Kim gets up and runs out of the hotel. Her boyfriend is angry, stating, “You lost fair and square. You have no right to cock block me. I was going to fuck her tonight. Why the hell do you think we are in a hotel?”“We both know you are only going to hurt. From the time I was born, Mom never spoke anything but Italian with me when we were alone. My Dad believed that my sister and I should go to local schools instead of the ones on post. He felt that it wasn’t just learning the language, but also the culture and history. These were always Catholic schools where we had to wear Uniforms ... which we invariably hated.On one of the trips to Udine, when I was about ten or eleven, I spent more time with Mom’s nephew, Danilo Chialina. He was a couple.