He’s so wonderful!! Of course he finds out a lot of my thoughts by expressing them for me!! I could never write or say the things he does even thoug... I feel them, I’m too shy. I can tell him anything because I know he doesn’t judge or condemn me for anything I desire or feel. He says he’s too screwed up sexually (By society’s norms) to be holding anyone in contempt for any thing they desire or enjoy sexually. He truly believes in the saying “If it turns you on, just do it!” as long as its. They are students, they say, doing modelling during holiday time, ‘on a special mission here’. What’s that about, I ask. ‘Well, we all have something that most girl haven’t….’. They all laugh now, obvious conspiracies here, I think of my experiences in Thailand and ask ‘you’re ladyboys or something?’. Even more laughter, ‘Noooo’ Jenny from Sweden says, ‘Look Jamy, I hope you like it! It took me fucking three months to grow’. Up the white sleeve goes, revealing an armpit grown with sweaty curly. While I am typing my real experience, Kannan is just sleeping in our king sized bed after a nice lovemaking. I could see the satisfied face of my lover boy. Now I love him more than anything in the world. It is perfect love and definitely not lust.Just a brief description about me for going further into the story. Readers will find the description of Kannan better than mine. So I feel it is not fair to tell much about me. My shapely curved buttocks and wonderful thighs were really perfect and I. An entertainer’s voice announced the next show: now we would meet “Annie, the killer legs’ blondie…”Lana laughed loud as we heard the introduction.My jaws then dropped, as I saw the “killer legs’ blondie” was my wife.Ana was there on stage, wearing now a short tartan skirt, a white blouse and white stockings, standing on sexy high heels. She looked like a perfect naughty college girl. I could not believe my eyes…Anita looked in my direction and blew me a kiss through the air.Cesar whispered in.