Her deep friendship with me and my son gave her stability and her increasing facility with the ways of her new country gave her confidence.Antonio was...a recent friend who had emigrated from Brazil. He had relatives near Yasmin’s home town and got the word to her family about what had happened and that she was OK. He was a few years older and seemed to want to get to know her a lot better.Of course she enjoyed the attentions of a countryman, especially since he had a job and good looks. Lately,. The few sort minutes seemed to drag on through eternity. I saw the plane land, and my heart began to race. It felt like it was going to pop out of my chest.I saw my soldier step onto the pavement, and I immediately ran towards him. “Kevin!” I screamed, jumping into his arms wrapping my legs around his waist. I kissed him deeply, not wanting to break it, not wanting to ever let go again. I laid my head on his shoulder.“I love you baby,” I whispered.“I know babe, I love you too,” he replied. “Now. Two narrow scraps of sheer white nylon caressed her nipples and almost covered the dark circles of her areola, but it was the bottom half of the bikini, or rather the lack of it that drew the looks, lecherous and longing from the men and mostly envious from the women.Just a thin strip of nylon separated her beautifully pouting cunt lips but hid nothing, not even the little pink nub of her clitoris, it could only have been worn by a woman like Jenny who was proud of her body, proud and self. “Just sometimes could you be topless for me around the house, um, I don’t mean nude, though you could if you like,” he grinned, but just…well… topless, I`ve fantasized about you cooking and so on naked, so I could see those awesome tits of yours anytime I wanted...” he tailed off, embarrassed, she grinned, “perhaps, but I shall keep my dressing gown handy if I do oh … and I shan`t be frying anything either…”and she kissed him full on his lips. He looked a bit curiously at her…” frying?” he.