”“You think the battle with communists is limited to Viet Nam,” his uncle answered. “Didn’t you know that Greece was taken over by a militar... junta less than two years ago? We call it the cold war, but there are places where it is very hot.”“How did you get out?”“When Papandreou started to rise in ‘60, we realized that the battle was going to be fought in parliament and no longer in the fields. I was fifty-six years old and ready to retire. My country brought me back to repatriate me. That’s. My mind was in turmoil. Just now I had accidentally peeped inside my sister's skirt and my body had responded amorously to that. I was still supporting a throbbing hard on.I went inside the room... striped my clothes and stood naked in the room. I desperately needed a release. I gripped my cock and began diddling it, trying to think about Sheila but every time my sister's creamy thighs came before my eyes.I fought hard to resist the temptation, trying to divert my thoughts towards Sheila... but. Give me a kiss and show me, I kissed her like a grand mom. NO, kiss me like a lover, I did a little better. She told me a few things including keeping my mouth dryer. We practiced and the hard on returned. Her hand goes down my pants and she wraps around the head. She grunts and jerks a few times. I reach up and touch her tit like I am feeling a melon for ripeness. She pushes my hand under her shirt and bra. I have a hand full and the nipple is hard as a rock. She pulls my pants and undies. Playfully, I jumped on the bed and lay down. In an instant, Kayla bounded across the room and lay on the bed, looking into my eyes.Looking into my eyes, Kayla pulled me close and seductively asked, “Imagine seeing me this close every time you woke up? Shall I strip fully, so you can imagine it more? “Instinct took over, unable to resist holding and cuddling close to her for a few seconds but I gave her no answer. In a few hours, we’d accomplished so much. Kayla knew where to put things, without.