When we were reaching the village we started to see women.They were dark and their breasts were not covered,they too had only a cloth covering their g...oin area.As they saw me they were all excited and we’re talking in their language…We made into the village and I noticed that there were more women compared to men in this village…The men might have gone hunting but still, the number of women was very high.We were taken inside the biggest hut in the village, there inside the house women were. "Were they pretty?" the young girl asked eagerly."So-so," Scott responded."As pretty as me?" she demanded in a soft voice as if she dreaded the answer."No, Kathy," Scott laughed. "When I said that you're a beautiful girl, I meant it. With some training, you could make a top model." Would I be a good nude?" Kathy asked quickly, forcing herself to mouth the words before she lost her courage."I think so," Scott replied with a smile. "At least, if your body is as mature as it looks," he added.. Excuse the meander in the pros but if I wasn’t madly in love at the moment I could certainly imagine myself spending an afternoon in mortal combat with those beautiful orbs and a bottle of baby oil, real I’m led to believe by Jane in accounts who does know everything. Though working on the I can still look but can’t touch principal, massaging those lovely jumper lumps whilst doing her backside with my favourite strap on is certainly bringing some firmness to my nipples and what the hell lets. He certainly tries hard enough for you. God knows he’s different, with his own unique needs, but we’re different too, and we’ve all become connected, intertwined. He’s become part of us, Vicky. He’s made us whole. Complete. We’re much better people … nicer people … happier people with him around. I can see that. Why can’t you? We need him as much as he needs us. And I don’t mean that ‘slave’ thing. I can live with that if it’s so important to the two of you. But we need SAM. Every part of him..