The girl I see on top of me has the same green eyes as me, the same heart shaped face, the same nose, the same thick wavy hair, although hers is our n...tural blonde color, I dyed mine brunette. And so, despite my crankiness from being awake at this hour, I smile. “That’s more like it! I love to see those pearly whites so early in the morning. Now are you ready for your birthday present?” Still on top of me, she takes off her night gown to reveal her perky 36D tits, which even though they’re just. Most of you won't bother reading this, but it may be important latter.This is just a message telling you that this story will be a bit different that my other ones. This one will be as realistic as possible, so magic and tentacles will be on the bench for the foreseeable future. I wanted to try something less mystic-y and more my style. I encourage you to create new paths for this story, it will make it more fun and interesting.I woke up. I lazily smacked the snooze button on my alarm clock and. He told me his name was Hari and I told him my name was Alan.He asked where I was staying in Sharjah and I told him I had not booked any hotel yet because of my hurry to get there. He said hotels there are very expensive and I said I knew that and would look around when I got there. I asked him about his visit to see his friend and he said it had been great to see his old friend again and had enjoyed his stay with him. He added that he thought Muscat was a fun place because his friend had. We’ll have some ice cream with some Bailey’s, all three of us, and then we’ll resume packing for a while. I think that you’re old enough for some Irish cream with your ice cream, right dear?” Andrea suggested to them, glad to get out of packing for at least a little longer ... her back was giving her trouble, due to her scoliosis.David and Denise packed a while longer, while Andrea set up the ice cream machine, called up Gianni, put him on speaker, and explained to him the situation.“Gianni, I.