U Tha slowly paddled his old aluminum canoe down the river. It was difficult work to make a living as a fishermen on the Irrawaddy these days, or anyw...here else in Burma for that matter, but somehow U Tha managed, just as his father before him had. The trick, he always told his neighbors, was to get up early, so that you could check your fishing lines before the oppressive tropical heat became too unbearable. As he came to a calm area near the bank, he began to do just that. U Tha had only found. It didn’t bother you in fact you quite liked the contact of someone else’s hands as it was just that bit more erotic than your own, even if it was a girl, you didn’t mind.Jen was slightly taller than you but her tits were not as big, she had long blonde hair and fabulous long legs that showed off her pert arse wonderfully, you really liked her arse, it looked so sexy in her tiny bikini bottoms, tight jeans and leggings and certainly in the tiny black thongs she had started to wear, she was a. Although it was time-consuming, the best times were in the summer when I would do chores and she would be showing homes since she was a real estate agent.Just as I turned eighteen, I was still trying her clothing on. She seemed to have a penchant for dressing very classy and sexy at times. I'm sure that's why I enjoyed doing chores for her as a teen. It allowed me the opportunity to indulge in my fetish also. By now, she had a different house and her clothing would eventually be closeted in her. By the end of the evening, I invited her over for dinner.Now I would describe her in detail. Blonde hair down to her shoulders, good fair skin, no blemishes from the sun or freckles, no extra pounds on her body except the ass. I would say 178cm and weight 65kg. So the day of the dinner arrived and she knew my wife was not going to be around. I did the dishes early and waited with a bottle of white wine. She came on time and was wearing a tight one piece black dress. Soon we were into the wine.