I know there’s no point in putting on any clothes as I'm sure Nicki will be ripping them off the minute she walks in the door, so to keep my relaxed...state going I click on the hi-fi that's next to our bed. ‘Aha, perfect,’ I think to myself, 'Wicked Beat Sound System.' We both just love how the band mixes soul, break, dub, jazz and hip-hop. Strangely, we find it both good to fall asleep to but also to have slow grinding sex to. I click the CD onto repeat then jump further onto the bed and lie. Sighing he wished that Mitch had given him more than cryptic instructions, on how to control his new (lol) old body. John had a neighbor come by yesterday and he had almost gotten caught floating off the ground. Shit! that had been close! Had he not been near the house, he didn't think he'd have gotten down as fast as he had.After 15 days he began to hear the voice again, this time he knew it was Mitch but it was still far away. All he heard was Then the voice was gone. Sighing John tried to. After my Squirt he was turned on really and he stacked his tongue on my clit and gave me a hell of an eating for almost 30 mins. I came many time and he sensed it and whenever I did he put his finger inside took all the come and sucked his fingers. After an Orgasm he stopped and made me remove his shorts. His cock was medium sized about 6 inches but it was hell hard. It was hairy which I don’t like but seeing how hard it was I couldn’t resist sucking it. He was standing and I was sitting I. ”“Anyway, that narrative at Waringarri Arts started me off. Then the visit to the Museum. And now reading this.“The Museum has thousands of photos. The only aboriginals I noticed were stockmen. Only one, ‘Grasshopper,’ was named. In 1963! Why doesn’t the history of the Ord River or the history of Kununurra include those who were killed or moved or resettled? It’s because we don’t exist! Not that we’re slighted. That would be OK. We’re effaced.”“Can I say something?”“No. Let me vent. Please ....