Turning through Be’er Sheva, the convoy made its way north into the West Bank. When the pine forests of the Green Line came into view, the singing t...rned ecstatic.At the 1967 border, the buses were waved through into the tiny village of Khirbet Zanuta, where an immense crowd had waited all day. Doors opened, and refugees walked into the arms of family they had not seen in over 40 years.The photos and video taken by international press that day instantly became iconic: grandmothers, sisters. " She giggled again, and then added, "next time I will let you help me." After she had all her buttons open she slightly turned her head, cocked it, and looked at me with that pixyish smile of hers, " you will now be treated to a sight that only one other man has ever seen, so I want you to pay strict attention." I appreciated her humor more and more. The blouse opened in slow motion and I did pay close attention. She had beautiful tits, smallish, a bit cone shaped, which made them point. We entered his house and it was a nice room with a bed in the middle and sofa and table in the side for sitting with many other things.The light of the room were fluorescent yellow and it was really a nice room wait haven’t I told you that he lives alone here in this house as his parents are gone abroad and he is completing his degree here. Coming back to the story and we were both drenched in water.He quickly went inside and got me a towel to wipe myself out as I don’t have any clothes so gave. Jeff sat next to her. "Mom, what are we going to do about last night? It's going to be tough facing anyone around here." Your dad wants to take that job in Kansas City anyway. It might be a good time to move away and start over."Jeff asked, "You said that you kind of enjoyed yourself. You don't want to see those guys again?" You know that I never liked Kurt and Mike. Maybe you can set meup with some of your nice friends"Jeff laughed, "Are you serious?" Well, sort of. And I know a few older.