The avocado-shaped island was roughly fifteen klicks at its longest and eleven at its widest. It sat in a huge bay that ran inland from the island, wh...re a massive river several klicks wide fed into the bay.It was on the east side and near the tip of the long arm of the boomerang-shaped continent at around the twenty-degree latitude south of the equator. The climate was more sub-tropical and it had a long growing season and didn’t get cold enough for snow in the winters.The sea between the. "How about a massage?" she replied. "I know how to give one."The lights turned on in my hormones department. But still, no extra blood went rushing down to my genitals."Sure," I replied."Then, let's take off your jacket," she said. I worked sluggishly at trying to get it off, but then she intervened, gently manipulating me so that she could get it off of my back.Then, she turned my back to her, and with both of us sitting up, she began to massage my shoulders."You ARE tense." Kami noted. She. " Nazda, take her away and instruct her. You have a turning of the glass for basic instructions." Yes, Master," she said quietly. Her voice soft and arousing in itself.Leading Joan into another room Nazda stuck a finger into her pussy and having her do the same she began to instruct her on which muscles to move, how to move them and the effect she was after. Diligently Joan worked at making the muscles respond as she was taught. It was made more difficult as she did not know of these muscles. I want to meet the boy you’ve been talking about for a year.”Kala exploded, “MOM!!”I couldn’t help it. I found myself liking Mrs. Wendell. I smiled at Kala and said, “We aren’t in a hurry. She has every right to make sure I’m not every mother’s worst nightmare.”Mrs. Wendell laughed and asked, “And what might that be?”I smiled and answered, “A teenage boy. But I swear. I’m relatively harmless.”She turned to Kala and said, “He’s full of shit. But I think I like him.”She guided me to the kitchen.