." she said as she headed over to the where the group was gathered. She blew me a kiss as they left the hall. As I was getting into the car I heard my...phone buzz. Text message."Make sure you wait up for me."*I poured a drink and turned on the TV, checking for something to watch, as I waited for her to come home. As the time went by my mind kept wandering back to the feel of her firm hip and waist, the way she pressed into me, and the wonderful cleavage she had shown. My cock stiffened and. They all spoke English around me but I was learning new words right along with them. I don't think I can ever get fluent with any of their languages though!The natives of Cebu had roasted a "baboy" (pig) on a large stick above a fire pit that they had kept turning all night. The skin was crispy and lots of spices had been added.Of course, lots of rice and desserts. There was dancing, talent shows and just plain pickin' and grinnin' with all of their native instruments. There was plenty of tuba. “This apartment looks like it’s just been painted?”“Right again! My Dad and I wanted to spend some time together before I go back to school, so we painted this unit ourselves a few days ago.”“But, I thought you wanted me to come by to help you paint today?”“I wanted you to come by, but I won’t need your help painting today,” she says with a sexy grin.“Okayyyy…”“Come look at this,” she excitedly leads me to the apartment’s single bedroom where I see a very comfy looking king-size bed. Renee. Stine had a couple of senior girlsas class assistants. She asked Isabella one of the senior girls if shecould assist me in class. Isabella asked me to follow her to the otherside of the class. I followed her to other end of the large classroom asMrs. Stine continued talking to the other girls. I had History withIsabella last year and I caught her staring at me. Isabella asked me ifI had a brother as I seemed to look familiar. I had History with youlast year I told her. "I had a boy named George.