Towards the end of November I spent an entire weekend organizing books in the bedroom – that seemed the easiest: Australian fiction, sci-fi, mysteri...s were the main genres and each was in rough chronological order. Then I realized that I’d forgotten the Bush Poets, and moved things so that they had a shelf adjacent to the fiction. (The non-fiction, Australian geography, ethnology, exploration, history all went into my study -- eventually my office things would move, too. Or I’d just sell them. I was certainly going to have a drink in this place and see what was up with this hot piece of ass being stuck in a side soi and not on stage headlining a gogo in bangkok or pattaya! Worked out that she was actually visiting from bangkok and her family owned the bar she was in and that she had worked the "scene" for a while,although this information came out a few days later! So after the usual bar talk of "where you from" and "how long you stay" and what your name" nonsense i just said "how. The boys, Brian, Eric and Alex and the girl were a year of two older than me. The girl Mona, around 15, suggested I should be elsewhere but a friend of mine Alex said I wasn’t a problem. The talk got horny and I could feel my cock getting hard. Mona had an open blouse that just revealed her growing breasts with a very slight cleavage, though Mona did not appear to be wearing a bra, they looked very firm and she probably didn’t need one. It was summer and warm for the evening. Alex, a forward. But in the bedroom, that’s where ah make her feel like a real woman.”Tegan sipped her wine, fixing Angus with a baleful glare, but didn’t deny it. She didn’t appreciate him trying to embarrass her in front of their houseguest but at the same time all she wanted him to pin her down and fuck her hard. It was infuriating how he continued to have that effect on her.“We have company.” Tegan said eventually, pointedly. Angus didn’t need the reminder, but she did feel like an objection should be.