They just assumed he must have learned Creole in New Orleans, which is also where they assumed he grew up.When they got off the pitifully little boat,...It was mid-afternoon, and Caribbean hot. The porter whisked up their backpacks as they took our first steps over the bridge into the city. A white jeep emblazoned with the blue hotel logo waited on the other side. They hopped in and watched Haiti unfold from their passenger windows.Motorcycles, often heavy laden and carrying more than one rider,. My wife then was twenty-one, quite shy about her slim figure; she had great long legs and a bust too big for her petite body. She measured out at 34D 23 34.On returning to the office I placed a picture of my new wife on my desk, I had selected it with care and it showed her in her white bikini posing on the beach. Each time someone commented on it I would puff up with pride at my beautiful wife.Slowly over the following months I bought her all manor of new clothes for her to wear. Most were. ”Mitsuko finished her tea and leaning forward, set her teacup on the table. I set mine next to hers, then put my arm around her again. She turned her head and looked at me expectantly. I moved closer to her and our lips touched gently. Remembering she had asked me to take it slowly, I kissed her several times, just lips touching lips, then leaned back on the couch and put my arm around her. As before, she pulled her legs up, and rested her head on my right shoulder.The question in my mind was. ‘Neither Mummy nor Daddy are here. You can tell me what you think.’ Innocence shyly said nothing. ‘Can I see your prick?’ smiled her sister. She looked at its still tumescent thickness. ‘It’s beautiful. Do you want to see my body?’ ‘I’m not sure…’ ‘Of course you’re sure,’ she laughed. ‘I’ve seen you look at me.’ She pulled her blouse off and dropped her skirt to the ground. She then removed her blouse and nickers revealing a body as beautiful as Innocence’s. ‘What do you think?’ .