Most people had only gotten oatmeal and muffins, unless they felt like paying for 'extras'. In a way it made sense, no one was going to starve, but th...re was a lot of work to do and the 'extras' gave people a reason to do it instead of sitting around like most of the people in the center had done before it fell.She finished darning another sock and looked up at the string of Christmas lights strung near the ceiling. There wasn't a light switch, instead they plugged into an extension cord that. That is very Finnish sounding, isn't it? 'Jana Timosoari, ' she is not Russian, John, but Finnish, a Karelian Finn, in fact." So, what's wrong with that?" John said, "why did she change her name?" Ambition, John. She changed her name for, ah, convenience. Russia has 168 different ethnic minorities, yes? But only Russians and those with Slavic names get on in Soviet Union. If you want to get on in Russia, and you don't look like a Tartar, you adopt Russian name. It opens doors." So she changed. After we done kissing for we leaned back on sofa removing sari pall aside slept on it facing up and raised hands as if calling me over her, I slowly went of her keeping my both hands on her stomach, pressing them, it’s so soft stomach my hands are slipping for them which was giving her pleasure, when my hands slipped bit down from stomach I was holding the edges gently pressed she said “AHHHH”I then kissed her stomach navel she moaned “YEEEEEE AHHH YYYEESS”Then I started sucking navel that time. I wanted to hear MORE. She tried to move a bit to push my hand onto her crotch. I deftly retreated away and reached around and stroked the area of her blouse under her left breast. Again, ever so lightly grazing just the underside of her globe through the material of her blouse. I brought my hand again up her inner thigh and came to the back of her left asscheek. She wanted to be touched. I moved my hand down to the opening between her legs and grazed her crotch area. HER PANTIES WERE DRIPPING.