"She put a DVD in the machine, and we sat and watched as the disc put life into the photo's we had already seen. There was plenty of footage of Ann an... me, arm in arm or with our arms round each other. Some Christmas footage when the children were opening presents, and of Ann and I kissing on the sofa. It was fun to watch, but I began to get a little edgy. Did Ann choose all the hugging to exclusion of other stuff?"Did you download all the hugs and kissing you found?" I asked smiling."Well,. Every step made my quest more and more real. At the very last minute, I did an about turn and went into a bar close to the one where I met Lachlan the previous night. I simply wasn’t ready. I needed one drink to settle my nerves before I could go any further. The bar was quite busy but I immediately noticed that there was an empty seat at the bar and made my way to the seat with noticing my surroundings, I was focused on only one thing: get to the bar and settle my nerves with a drink. “What’ll. "I half-assed bowed back. What do I know of bowing? She smiled and asked, "Would you like breakfast?" Sounds good." She turned and quickly started throwing together a breakfast. I watched her, fascinated. I had grown up with some Japanese families in our neighborhood. Well, not really Japanese. They had all been born here and were as American as the rest of us immigrants. And, of course, Stanford was pretty diverse. But I'd never been around a woman like Saeyong before. She was tiny. And she. His head was snuggling into my neck, and in the dark he whispered, "Lift your leg."As I did so, Greg's cock was sliding into my pussy. In a very relaxed way we made love. The movement was gentle, slow, and our soft breathing accompanied the noise of the early morning traffic outside.Greg's hand moved from my breast, tracing its way downwards, until it found my clit. With finger tips slick from my pussy, the stimulation began to have its effect. I was used to massaging myself at home, but Greg.