Rachel greeted him in Japanese and they conversed briefly. Rachel was hesitant at first – I knew that outside of a few expressions she'd exchange wi...th her mother, she hadn't practiced her Japanese in a decade – but she clearly kept up her end."You don't speak Japanese," the ambassador's wife said (not asked). She was wearing something (certainly not a kimono) in heavy, floral silk."No. I can order sushi, but that's it." My husband has asked who your wife is. She told him and says he knew her. I got a nice glance at her boobs crack and I realized she didn’t have any inners. She dragged the blanket and made herself inside it and lied into the bed. She turned off the lights and said ‘’ shine, it’s very cold and we have to adjust with this one blanket, why don’t you get in it and we will share it’’ I said ‘OK mom’ and my heart started beating fast. I was sure, this isn’t going to be good for me, because i know what would it feels like lying next to the gorgeous lady’s naked ass facing. The young men were built, they played alot of sports and were in their final year of high school. I drifted off to the past thinking of a special young man that knew how to fuck me just right. "You could not handle this young'an and if you think you can then show me what you bring to the party." Ruby said as I snapped back to reality and there it was, the challenge was laid out. The other five young men circled around. "Okay Ruby, check this out but you better be ready to follow thru." Rice. They’re more expert with dogs than with the real deal. So, it was easy for me to become like her best friend at work. Every lunch break, every fucking coffee break, even the bloody loo breaks, I was there.” “She sounds very nice,” mused Natasha enviously. “Soon we were going out together in the evenings. Cinemas, wine bars, even the fucking opera. She likes all that shit. The things you do for love! She fancied herself a real aesthete. But it wasn’t her views on fucking Puccini or Verdi that I.