If you’ll remember, he told us that the Miadax usually mapped their language into the minds of the races they conquered. Now, our two friends here a...e obviously understanding more and more of our language, but I got to wondering if we could speed that up. After all, it’s difficult enough to learn a foreign language when there can be input both ways, but they can’t tell us much — at least not verbally.” He hesitated for a moment before, “But ... what if they could?“With Ship’s help, the First. Tentatively I stepped out, easing my weight on the dew slippy shingles. Once on the roof, I walked on a slant to a solitary quiet spot by the next window. I sat down next to it so no one would see me. I looked inside, only to see the band of teens watching other teens play Grand Theft Auto 4, and the game itself. And I wondered how stupid could teens get, playing these violent bloody video games. All it teaches them is worse manners yet. I sighed and listened to them a bit inside carrying on as. ” “But the footpath’s over here” I reply. “Come on. Take a chance.” So we do. As we reach the river bank the shade from the trees cools the summer’s heat to a comfortable level. Jessy lifts the hem of her thin summer dress to just above her knees and kneels; sitting with her bum on the grass. The 25 year old mother of our two c***dren smiles and taking the hem of her dress requests, “please make love to me” before she rolls onto her back. With her knees high in the air, I happily watch as she. Suddenly I wanted to grab, to caress, that amazing round, firm ass of hers. My hands tracing down her back till they were resting upon that big, firm, tight buttocks. As I gently squeezed she let out a small moan of approval in my mouth. I caressed it a few more times, it felt as I always imagined it would, so nice, muscular, supple. Then I felt her hands leave my face and hair and she shifted slightly. I felt her hands again, this time on my crouch. She rubbed it a few times, I could feel.