She is from Italy.”“Italy is in Europe. I learned that in school. Julius Caesar and Columbus and Galileo were from Italy. I greet you, Laura.”�...Hello, Steve.”“Welcome.”“We’ll ride ahead. May we?”“The way is free.”We rode a bit further. I could tell that Laura was thinking, so I didn’t disturb her. But when we came to a largish clearing, I said “Here we are.”There were six or eight children sitting on the ground facing old Amos, who must be in his seventies, I thought, and a half dozen adults. I reached her place at morning 6 am. I rang the bell and but she didn’t opened the door. So I called her number and after 2 times of call she picked the call and came to open door.She was just woke up ..i was seeing her after many years. Now she well grown up and she was having good body. she was in her night dress which is sleeveless and which barely covers thighs, the nighty was transparent one where I can trace out her body parts.she was wearing red colur bra where her bra straps can be seen. She smiled, and put her school bag on the table just to her left, against the wall. She slipped her purse over her shoulder, and tried to tiptoe quietly across the kitchen floor to where her bf was sleeping. It was hard to do in stilettos, but gradually she made progress, walking only on the front of her heels. As she stood on the carpet of the living room, she looked to her left and saw her reflection in the full-length mirror. Not bad, she thought. She was wearing green leather stiletto. The movie was a lot better than I had thought it would be, and the Thai place Emily found had very good shrimp fried rice and a tasty spicy soup dish.Emily had wanted to have me to herself so she could talk about enlisting my help in changing the current arrangement our group had that resulted in so much switching of sex partners.I listened to her complaints, then I told her that I was leaving all of that sort of thing up to Joyce. If she wanted to change the way things were done, she needed to.