She was wearing a cardigan against the chill."If I'm disturbing you, please say so Greg." No, not at all, that is if you don't mind my cigarette." I a...m glad you have at least one vice. According to Angela you are perfect." I shook my head."Nowhere near perfect. But I hide my faults well." I moved slightly on the bench, and she accepted the gesture and sat down."I really came to make my apologies for the way I treated you. I'm afraid that you became the target for all the anger I had against my. His family consisted of his wife Kavita and son Rajan, who likes me, was 19. Rajan and I were cousins but after living together we became good friends also. Rajan was very interested in bodybuilding and he established a small Jim on third floor of the house. There is only one room on third floor. Rajan put all the bodybuilding materials in that room and started practicing there. I also joined him sometimes there. The mention of the gym on third floor may appear irrelevant at this stage of the. In anticipation, she parted her legs for me. "No!" I scolded, rewarding her impatience with a moderate slap across her butt. "Not until I say!" Kelly whimpered as I traced a teasing knife-edge around her wet sex with my fingertip. Then I grabbed her behind the knees and pushed her legs up and out, so she was in the squatting position but still lying down. The sight of her little pink anus and inviting pussy was too much. I had to reward her for such perfection. I buried my face amidst her. Like many Scandinavians, Lars spoke almost perfect English, better in fact that many born here, and I was happy to take him up on the deal. I did however stipulate that twice a month, one of the contributing artists must work the shop.The Oatcake Gallery opening was well advertised in and well supported by the local press. Of course, it was only a big event in a very small pond but everyone was delighted at the turnout. The prices had been set at the top end for the locality, reasoning that.