" "Hey", he said, "I've been through this, too - remember?" "Yeah, sorry", I told him. He gently unbuttoned my blouse, and removed it; I still couldn'... wear a bra, so he got a good view of my tits right off. He tentatively reached up and rubbed my tits lightly, until I told him they wouldn't break. He got a little firmer with the rubbing, and I moaned. When he flicked my nipples, I about died. Nobody had ever been this gentle with me before. Finally, he quit, and dropped my shorts and panties.. Once I stepped out of the tent, the four dogs jumped up and came over to have their ears scratched.It’s surprising, but after three months of dressing in civilian clothing, my armor had seemed heavier than I remembered the first morning that I was back. Now, I was used to it again. It’s odd how quickly we become used to things. Despite spending most of my life as my old self, I had felt like an outsider the entire time that I was back at home and felt my home was here now. I supposed that it. I just had to see more of that big, black cock, and wanted them to stay with us as long as possible.We talked and got to know them pretty well and found out that Bastian had been a rentadread up until the age of thirty-five. He had made a lot of money servicing the white women tourists, and then he bought the beach concession and settled down with Ayana. It turns out that Ayana approves of Bastian still trying to fuck white women when the opportunity arises, so long as she gets her needs taken. " I said to myself and quickly packed up.In no time truck doors were slamming as the men took no delay in heading out early. I waved to one or two that passed me as I packed up too. I was heading into the house for a safety check, like I did every night at quitting time when Billy trotted up."Kat." He called.Billy and I had avoided one another unless it had to do with work. I turned and put on a frozen forced smile."Yeah?"Billy tapped a note book tucked under one arm. "Plans for the horses. Is.