It was expensive for Paddington but not when compared to other West End establishments. My chum was impressed with my choice so no complains there.Now...as to selection of companion, I had decided to blow the budget on an all day encounter, lunch, bit of shopping, fun time back at the room, out to dinner and hopefully dessert later. Some basic requirements then, good conversation, ie she spoke English, she could blend in with surroundings, looked good both in and out of clothes, and was likely to. A. Gordon informed them that it would probably be a faster flight this time since they would be have a tailwind headed back. Sure enough, the flight took only about forty-five minutes. Charles was glad that he didn’t get any nagging, dark feelings in his gut that time. But that bastard who raped my wife is still out there…somewhere… ********** Ed Hood angrily balled up the newspaper he’d just finished scanning. He’d been making over thirty-mile trips to the nearest city in Oregon almost every. Then she moves sideways and started rubbing oil on her big black breasts. I had never seen any tits so beautiful in his life, not even in porno movies starring Negro women who are famous for their biggest globes of breast meat. They were fair, full, little sagged with jet black nipples and very large. They seemed to be lager than what appears from outside. I could imagine myself touching Poornima’s tits with both hands and licking her nipples. Purnima then started pouring water on her body and. ‘Did you bring her picture?’ I giggled.Pat reached into his jacket and produced his wife’s photo. I studied the capture, the worn face and the weird short back and sides hairstyle many women strangely go for when they hit 55. ‘You weren’t wrong. Oh you poor bastard,’ I pouted, jerking him hard. ‘Imagine looking at that every day, never mind waking up next to it. Do you like this? Do you like me wanking you off while I insult your wife? Huh, you like me dressed like this for you, as I insult.