Com I bring them in and hand them to my wife. She gets very excited and tells me it's her new swimsuit and hat. I ask her to try them on and she says ...o and that I will have to wait until the bbq. Fine...I can wait. Well the day of the bbq comes and we drive over to Jake and Sharon's house. They live in an upscale neighborhood with manicured yards and high 6 to 7 figure homes. We have been their before and once there we go in and I see Jake and Sharon. Sharon's tits do look good in her tight. Even though she had done her research as to what the Japanese dress code was for the interview, which was usually subtle colors and formal dress, she had received specific instructions from Ava, her agent. She was to wear a sweater of her own choosing but long enough to pose as a dress. For this, she chose to wear her striped sweater in a deep purple color with black stripes and along with it, she wore her black sweatpants that she only wore once or twice and was ashamed to admit how much she. Seems Soniya always wanted to watch plays but Vivek was least interested. Anyways cut a long story short, we mingled well and it was a nice evening that ended with a couple of nice drinks.A few weeks later Vivek popped by and said he would be travelling to Germany and requested if we can help out Soniya in anything since this was a new place. I told him not to worry and we would keep an eye and heart out ensure Soniya is doing fine. The trip was for 2 weeks and Soniya met us couple of times.She. He runs a hand through his hair and over his face and smiles a despairing smile. He stretches out on his stomach on the bed next to me. God he’s big. At least two heads taller than me. I run a hand experimentally down the muscles on his back. He’s built like a rugby player. I shift on the bed and untie his hair. It’s incredibly silky and about as long as mine. I run my hands through the length in wonder. It’s beautiful, shiny and black. I brush the front behind his ear. I scoot down the bed.