'You tell the story, John, and I'll correct you.'"Okay, I was eleven and your mother was ten. All the children in the street hung around together and ...layed silly games. Kathy was quite a tom boy back then." Only because I needed to be, to stay close to someone," Kathy interrupted again."Kathy?" I said. "Who's telling this damned story?" She got a coy look on her face and sat back in her chair."Anyway we all went to the same schools and just grew up together. There was a problem though. I fell. .."Suzy was aghast. The idea of trying to fend off Jack's advances for even a few days was scary enough, but for a whole MONTH!"T-Take me with you!" she pleaded desperately."Out of the question!" Mike replied firmly. "Zimbabwe is no place for whites - especially white women. Haven't you heard about Mugabe killing all those farmers? I would never set foot in that shithole myself if Goldstein wasn't ordering me to go. Damn him..."Omigod! Suzy thought in a panic, seeing no way out."When do you. There were a crowd of people waiting for taxi's near the entrance, she was stood a little way off looking amazing.She was wearing a strapless black dress, the main reasion her tits had been on show so often. She was blonde very petite and had the most amazing pair of tits on her which I really wanted to get my hands on and intended to within the next few minutes.I walked over to her, 'do you want to go somewhere more private?' I asked indicating the crowd near us. 'Here is fine,' she said and. She is 21 she told us. She E-mailed a more recent picture but she didn't look an awful lot older. Amanda and I were both intrigued. We arranged a date and I met her off the train. I saw her walking down the platform towards me and waved and called her name. Her face broke into a huge smile. She was very pretty. She had very little English and so I phoned Amanda and passed my phone over to her. The studio was only a 5 minute walk from the station and I used the paths behind the town centre to.