I got dressed and went to the kitchen. There she was, with her back to me, standing at the sink washing a couple of cups while the coffee perked. ‘T...he coffee will be ready in just a few minutes,’ she said, smiling at me. I’m sure that what happened next will be burned in my memory for the rest of my life. Looking at her standing there, smiling at me, all the good feelings about her that I had accumulated over the last twenty-six months just welled up in me. It was like my heart was bursting. In. She would always change the tone of her voice to be less commanding, almost conspiratorial as they discussed Gustav, Felix and men in general. Her support gave Lauren an even greater feeling of being part of the family and eased the occasional pangs of home-sickness."What's it tonight. Lasagna?" Felix asked, shutting the front door behind him. "Or something else from the depths of Europe?" His eyes followed her figure, her tanned legs and the tight shorts as she led the way to the kitchen. He. “Are shoes OK, Michael?” I asked and got a smiling nod in reply.He grasped my sides and turned me around, standing behind me. The other guys were ranged in front of me and all cameras were focused on us. Michael raised my arms outwards and then slid his hands under my breasts, feeling their weight and offering them forwards to the photographers. He fondled them steadily and transferred attention to my nipples, making them pout and spring forward. One or two of the others came closer for shots. Ok here goes. Due to my age at the time, I will just give the approximate years this occurred and you can do the math if you want. I'm currently 49 years old and back in 1977, my dad got a really good job so we were able to buy a home rather than rent. It was in a small community, mostly older couples with k**s alot older than myself but eventually more people my age or close moved into the neighborhood. There was one that was VERY special. Yes a family of four with two daughters ( one in my.