Finally, realizing she was so lost in thought that she would stand there the rest of the night, Batschka gently kissed her ear and whispered, "You are...being home now, my little blowfly. Please to be telling Batschi what is bothering you?"But Yana said nothing and continued to stare into the void.Batschka unfastened the remaining buttons of Yana's imported blouse, made in garment district of Warsaw, and caressed the smooth curve of her breast.But Yana said nothing and continued to stare into the. She was wearing a white tight T-shirt that had the bistro logo and herjet-black raven hair fell down her back in a tight braid. Her lips wereso were a little too big for her face but I love that anyway. They wereso naturally red that I did not hear her as she asked for my order. Icould not take my eyes off her beautiful face, lips, and breasts thathad to be 38 DD's on her small frame. As she looked up for the firsttime, she seemed to be as taken with me as I was with her.We both ended up. Reading the policy gave her some comfort. She would not have to run the risk of the National Health Service hospitals as Daddy had done. Mentally she thanked Meg for pushing this.The rest of her work in the office was automatic. Without having to concentrate too much she took to thinking. A month ago she would have been shocked at her behaviour, kissing another woman on the lips and stripping completely naked but now she found it difficult to censure herself. There was a certain frisson in the. So was my cock. I entered the closet and waited...my heart was pounding fast as my excitement grew. I wanted that kiss back! So the door opened and they brought the person in...I was nervous. We kiss instantly(it was a woman's kiss)and we didn't stop. We deep kiss and tongue kissed like it was the last day on Earth. I fell into her...her hands found my now throbbing cock and began playing with it. I was amazed how her hands found my pants button and zipper but said nothing of it...not to.