”“Nungungi dad’s nungungi.”I had clearly lost the argument. I appealed to my hostess.“Not a chance,” she said. “Better give in graciousl....”So I did. Underwear, shirts, pants, socks. It was a decent-sized bundle.Lunch was fried chops and bread. In the afternoon I tried to work out where the aborigine camp was. It was near the Oonagie Sandhill about 200 kilometres from the Station. I could see it taking three days to get there on foot. The Outback guide said just over nine hours by motor bike.The. Toh aise ek ek bar uski mummy kuch dino k liye uske papa k pas gayi thi jo ki bahar rehte thy toh woh aur uske dadaji akele thy aur next day uska birthday tha toh main uske gahr ruka tha mere chote bhai k sath toh rat ko 12 bajte he maine use wish kiya aur uske gale lagaya aur uske boobs feel kiye aur fir usko godi mein baithaya aur usko cuddle kiya tab mera mera lund khada ho gya jo ki usne bhi feel kiya lekin woh kch boli nahi aur mjhe bhi awkward laga toh maine use hata diya. Us rat ko woh. I got the impression that she was one of those permanently positive people. "We did the sun salutation, and then Stewart read another of his poems - He's such a good writer, isn't he?" And now breakfast," Jim concluded."Well, at least we got here in time for the important stuff," Stephanie joked, dipping a slice of muenster into her smear of honey. "God, I'm starving." I know," I added, breaking off a piece of buttered toast. "I could kill for some bacon and eggs." I hear you, brother," Jim. She was wearing her blouse and apparently nothing else! She put the cereal on the top of the fridge and bent to get the milk, giving Will another chance to see her bare behind ... and a glimpse of something else!As she closed the refrigerator door, he quickly turned away from her ... seemingly to get mugs for the tea. Will handed Mikki a bowl and a spoon, which she carried through to the table at end of the room, nearest the front door. He followed her with the milk and cereal; trying hard not.