Moxie was familiar with techniques for drying foods as a way of preserving them but was not knowledgeable of the white man's ways of preserving foods....I wouldn't classify myself as an expert in current day canning but I did have some skills. Over the years, I had collected a supply of glass jars, the tin lids and sealing wax used to make the jars airtight.We started off blanching and canning tomatoes, since they were among the first to ripen. Onions, big bulbous white onions and an even larger. She resisted the urge to moan at the site of his naked body. Instead she ran her hand lightly from his pecs down his tight six pack abs to his hip where she pulled his body close to hers. He reached behind her and unhooked her bra. She moved away from him long enough to let the material slide down her skin and land on the floor between them. Then she moved back to him pressing their bodies together and feeling his heat on her cool flesh. He dipped his head to nibble on the sensitive skin of her. "What's in the bag?" she asked. "You wait and see honey."She led me to her bedroom where only yesterday she'd had her first taste of lesbian sex. I tossed the bag on to the bed. Now she hurriedly got me out of my clothes. The top, the skirt and my shoes were quickly cast aside and I stood in front of her, letting her feast her eyes on the Malone body. She wantonly took in the full effect, the stockings, my huge tits bulging out of the red bra, and my arse crammed tightly in the brief crimson. “I’ve only had five lovers. All of them were older men – experienced men. I like a man who knows what he’s doing.” She turns to face camera and can’t resist a wicked little grin. “I know what I’m doing.”An exterior shot of the taxi arriving in the drop-off zone at the Holiday Inn, Birmingham Airport. Hope climbing out, doing her best to look like the star she thinks she is. Flicking her hair over her shoulder again and heading inside.“I think my mother is vaguely aware that I’m sexually active,.