She was wearing tight pants and trainers. No makeup or girly accessories, but she didn’t need them to be utterly desirable to me.I took off her shoe... then the other. I sat opposite her and massaged her small feet, watching her expressions change as my fingers tried different strategies.I’d never noticed feet before; I thought they were for walking, running, and kicking. Joan’s feet had another function; they were sexy.As I worked on one, the other went to my groin.She laughed kindly; “Hard. What about Gaspazha Alana's baby? It must be something for Dmitry. So, that would mean a baby shop or an Apotek (4). I open my eyes to look around me. All the names of the shops are unrecognizable! There are letters I hardly seem to recognize, like 'S'. Some of the 'M's have been written upside down so they look like W. The я has been written the wrong way round so it looks like R. Even the people look different: there are so many who have tanned skins — like me and yet not like me.I am. Not that her parents had been particularly happy about it, but that was more to do with what else was going on in her Whanau (pronounced 'far no', meaning family or extended family) and her poroheahea (idiot, fool, blockhead, numbskull, halfwit, nincompoop, twit, nitwit, wally, dope, peabrain, moron, OK, OK, you get the meaning) half-brother.Mostly Aroha was bored because she had little else to do except wait and hope that Tracey would be there to collect her, but as Tracey's phone wasn't. As if he’d read her mind Joe’s hands went to the bottom of Kay’s scrub top and it was removed, his mind raced and his cock throbbed at the site of her glorious tits encased in of course a red bra to match her thong, her erect nipples poking through the fabric and begging to be sucked. Reaching around her he undid her bra and discarded it. Her full tits bounced as they were released and Joe caught them, one with his mouth, and the other with his hand. He spent the next few moments kissing,.