After a couple minutes I glanced over at Steven, he had his hand on the bulge in his pants rubbing back and forth across it. I laughed and said " Stev...n you must be super horny, judging by the look of your bulge." He smiled and said " Yeah I am horny, since last Friday all I can think about is playing with your cock again, stroking it and sucking on it till you cum. I loved how good it felt when you sucked my cock too." He rubbed on his bulging pants harder. I was excited by what he said and my. " Sir's unnecessary. But yes. Martha said you had mentioned marriage and that you wanted her to come with you to Tamworth to meet your parents." Yes." He was very solemn."Will they have a problem with Martha's colour?" No, I've told them. I prefer to say 'mixed-race.' But no. It's not that unusual anymore. I read a survey by someone at Monash that last year 55 per cent of partnered indigenous women were married to or living with non-indigenous partners. I know what you're thinking, but I don't. On closer inspection I realized he was veryshort, perhaps 4 feet tall. He was wearing some kind of green pants anda white tunic-like shirt."Ah, what the hell? Who are you, and where did you come from?" He sizedme up and down, and acted like it was completely natural for him to besitting there."That flash of light? You remember that, yes?" I nodded, confused at howhe knew English. "To answer your question, that first flash at you gaveme all the information I needed to communicate with you, and. Karen’s mouth felt so good on my prick that I didn’t realise Susan had called up to me. It was only when I heard loud laughter that I knew I had missed her question. I joined in the joke that I was a bit deaf and called down to her to repeat what she had asked. She wanted to know where Karen had gone, I told her “Karen is sorting out her uniform for tonight and she asked me to iron her blouse which I have done,” to which Susan gushed her thanks and said that she would be finished in about 15.