'Okay what?' 'Okay. Let us get to know each other.' He smiled. His pad was big. It had large windows looking out over the river and all modern stuff t...o. 'Want a drink?' He said, as he sauntered into the open kitchen. 'Sure.'He grabbed one bottle of beer and sprawled on the sofa, legs wide. 'C'mon. Sit down,' He said, patting the sofa between his legs. I dropped my bag and headed over, wondering what this man had in store for me? 'Take your top off,' He commanded.I trembled as I fumbled with. Boardies, refers to board shorts, what I often call dork shorts. Bogan, I feel like is an Australian slang word which I don’t think I’ve heard else where in the world. It will take a little more explaining but here is the online dictionaries attempt:bo·gan/?b??(?)n/nounINFORMAL•DEROGATORYan uncouth or unsophisticated person regarded as being of low social status.“boardies are for bogans”Yesterday, was Easter Monday and was a lot quieter than in usual years of course. I always have work to do so. A godly desire. We have been separatedfrom Him for too long in how we should order our lives as a people. Butno more. You have done well to come to us brother. And with the Lord'spower, we who the Lord passed over and left in our own flesh have beengiven the power by Him to make you whole, to make your family as you knowit should be." Now tell me more of yourself and how you have fared in this time oftribulation," Brother Paul asked her.She shuddered and started telling him about herself. How. Now that she had the taste of me, the flavour, she became surer in her exploring. Tucking her hair behind her ears to tickle at my thighs, she bent forward and sniffed, then darted her tongue out and scraped it, hard and wet all the way from my rosebud, up, up, past the mango, all the way up to my clit, where she hovered and suckled and nibbled. She went on an on savouring me until I burst into orgasm in a totally new way as soft waves cascaded endlessly all over me, tightening and tightening.