Stanley looked sadly at them. “I left England when I was seventeen years old. My parents had nine children. Five died before they were four years ol... and my parents died of cholera from polluted water. So I ran away, and landed up here. But although I’m English by birth, I’m White African by choice. This land has been good to me and my family. So yes, I would defend my way of life. All I will say is, if England is so good why are you here?” His comments left the bar in silence.Later David asked. "I guess this means I fancy boys now," I said."Or maybe tomcats," Jenny said with a little smirk on her face. I pickedup my pillow and hit her around the back of the head while giggling."I knew your sense of humour would help you get through this," Jennysaid. "So I've got you something." She pulled out a little wrapped boxfrom her bag. "If you don't like it, or think it's a bit much oranything, just say so, I won't be offended."A bit apprehensively, I unwrapped the box and opened it. Inside was. The uncles squeezed her tits and nipples so the father could see the size of them as they swelled. Tasha had big full tits and her father was pleased as she could hold lots of milk to nurse babies. Then they turned her so he could see her ass. A strong ass was needed to birth many babies. Tasha's mom had birthed 22 babies and was still breeding. The uncle's rubbed Tasha's ass and spread it wide for the father to inspect. Next they laid her on the table and spread her legs as her pussy would be. “I'm doing a series on inspirational people in my life. If you'd be open to it, I'd love to do a portrait of you. You were so influential in my life during those years. I'd be honored if you'd accept..."I didn't know what to say. I'm in my 40's, getting older and flabbier than I've ever been in my life. Why would anybody want to see me naked, almost naked, or aroused? But still, her pictures were amazing. If she could make ME look like THAT..."I actually have some ideas and have done a few.