My trip to Germany was the second time we met face to face. Hans had visited the US after high school graduation, whereas I was visiting Germany after...university graduation. We had flirted during his visit, but nothing ever came out of it, we were too naive to believe anything could come of it. My trip to Germany proved otherwise. Meeting Hans at the airport was a shot to the system. The boy had grown more handsome since I had seen him last. Was that even possible? Staring at him, I completely. "I like this outfit a lot." Hi, dear," she grinned. "My, my, you grew up so fast. You lookwonderful, Charlene. Let's play some cards."* - * - *Several weeks later Grace and I were sitting in the kitchen eatinglunch and I was bemoaning the fact that I would soon be back in schooland unable to spend my days with Grace. I had on a yellow halter dressthat day, the full skirt lay just over my knees and hung down the sidesof the chair."Well, I'm sure we will be able to find an hour or two here and. " You got a deal babe, and yes, I want a cup of coffee please."As Clare went into the tent I got a big pan of water on the fire to warm up, and two cups out, then as I was poring the coffee into the cups, Clare came out with the towels, wrags, and soap, and laid them on the make shift table I had set up, like dad did when all four of us would be up here, "Out of all the things mom packed in our backpacks, she didn't put no sleeping clothes in our packs, just clothes we wear around the house, or. I began to kiss her breasts and nipples and moved down to her strong flat stomach. She moaned ammahh ayyiyaaa ummmhhh ufff but I tightly held her arms wide and pinned her legs below. I teased her stomach navel with my tongue and rolled it in and out. She cried out in ecstasy. Come my horny husband, she yelled in Tamil. I patted her buttocks once and she got turned like one hungry cow. My fingers played with her pus lips and she moaned and moaned. I explored her panty line, kissed her profusely.