Shesmiled as she walked in and sat on the edge of my bed.She asked why I had been avoiding her for the pastseveral days and I tried to play ignorant. ...he said shemissed my hugs and cute face and wondered if I was madat her. I said no way… I said that I wasn’t mad and that Iwas glad that she was staying with us. She paused for asecond (the longest second in the world!) and looked mein the eye and said, “You know, there is nothing to beashamed of for what you were doing. I hope. Sora, more ... right there, do it ... real soft... , okay? Yesss ... right there ... you're right on it, "Michelle whispered, directing the little Maid beneath her. Oh, gosh, I can't believe I have another woman 'doing me' again, Michelle thought feverishly,... this feels so good!An aroused Michelle became aware the little Maid's soft tongue had begun flicking lightly, like a butterfly, over her swollen clitoris. Sora was applying pressure with her tongue.Michelle felt the Maid's tongue probing. ” “Oh? Is that so?” “Do you doubt me?” He lowered his left hand to her right thigh and began gently running it from her knee upward toward the juncture of her legs. His fingers were lightly touching her through the diaphanous skirt, tracing little swirls on her leg. Her squirming convinced him she wanted what he was more than willing to give. Satisfaction. As she writhed and twisted trying to get his fingers to her pleasure spot, he leaned in close and placed his lips against the lower lobe. In Greece a canteen is an outdoor little kiosk where you can buy cigarettes, beers, refreshments , sandwiches etc.I was helping them that summer with the canteen because they didnt have any money to hire someone. At night time his mother was turning back home a few kilometres away from the canteen and me and Babis were sleeping behind the canteen in a place somehow hidden with curtains and other stuff just to make sure we wont get robbed or something. One night Babis's girl complained that they.