Every story I write is an actual experience"Helga let’s go out tonight and have some fun. Put on that short skirt that just about covers that great ...ooking ass and show off these gorgeous long legs. For tonight don’t bother with a bra. Your great tits stand up on their own and look delicious with the top I just bought you." "I want to go to that restaurant by the beach where we can have a good dinner and a few drinks that will put us in the mood. I am sure I can pick up a couple of joints that. I had, indeed, gone native and felt more uncomfortable in clothes than without them.I turned my attention back to the river ahead of us. The jungle had become my neighborhood the same as other buildings and houses would to people living in cities. But this neighborhood was seldom always the same. Plant growth occurred with startling rapidity. Trails that weren’t frequently travelled quickly became overgrown. Life in the jungle was always in flux in the water, air, ground, and in the trees. I was wearing a V-Neck Tee’s and casual khakis. Note that I never put the button when I wear the Tee’s so that part of my chest can be visible to others.) I got down and got a pack of cigarettes, came back near to the bus and lighted a cigarette and started smoking. In few seconds the lady who has blocked my way inside the bus, came near me and asked for a light having a cigarette in her hand.With a surprise I have given a lighter to her. After she lit the cigarette she returned back the. Lasla still fanned her face while the others stretched.“Why won't it stop burning,” groaned Lasla.“Maybe my pussy will soothe it,” suggested Pyrriah.“Mmm, or maybe you need some cum,” I told her.“No, no, we have to meet this rakshasa and find out what she wants,” Lasla objected.“She wants my dick,” I told her, grinning. “Isn't that obvious? She's obviously gagging for my big cock. And it's going to slide right into her cunt. Just make her gasp and moan and explode in rapture. I'll tame that.