I was smoother and slimmedthan most, but apart from that I was a pretty ordinary Mexican guy.John hired me to do chores around the house like gardenin.... He had a babydaughter and otherwise lived alone - his wife had died tragically due tocomplications in labor. I felt very sorry for them both. John seemed verymuch like a family man, but that was a gut feeling more than anything else.It was a hot summer, and I worked shirtless a lot of the time. Even atnight you didn't really need a shirt. One. If they had been older no one would have thought about it at all. Or maybe they would. The couple made a lovely contrast. One was an administrator from my school, fair, with blown-dry, gray-blond hair. No, not fair, but pale. Creamy, English pale. And funny. She had an unlimited supply of jokes, could spout Simpson’s lines, and once, when we had over-sampled the local beer in Shanghai, she had managed to count to five in one belch. I would laugh at her jokes and try to one-up her, but I also. Wo pagal si ho gayi aur apni chut khud hi aage jar di aur uski maine bade pyar se uski chut ko chuma aur phir uski chut kai honto ko alag kiya aur beech uske daane ko apni jeeb se lick kiya uski body mai crrunt saa aa gaya aur usne jhat se mere sar par haat rakha aur chilla uthii aur ammm aap jadoogar ho.Fir main use kuch der lick karta raha aur beech mai suke daane ko choosta bhi uski chut se rista hua ras peene mai itna maja aa raha tah I cant tell u aur ab wo bhi apni kamar rythem mai hilla. I was feeling a bit down and as I passed the pub I decided a pint was needed. I walked in and it was quiet thank god.I got my drink and sat down and read the paper which I had picked up off the bar. I necked my Strongbow in three gulps and ordered another.“God topping up” I thought and shook my head. I really was feeling down. Not because of Ann, but because I was missing Chris and the girls. Still it had been fun. “Ah well life moves on” I muttered to myself.I sat there and suddenly I was.