She made me crazy. I walked through the doorway into the open space that was our kitchen diner and headed straight ahead for her while she was still a... the sink. Just as I reached her she placed the knife and fork onto the draining board and began to turn around but I pushed my self up against her and wrapped her scarf, which I had picked up on my way in and covered her eyes with it. She almost screamed and I had to quickly put my hand over her mouth. “It’s me baby.” Her body relaxed and I felt. Nothing much, living in really small village, mostly old people, just few younger then me. Same as me left for summer.Shortly about me and my family. My mom is very nice woman, small tits very wide hips, fat lips, nice big mouth. My father, he passed away when I was 16, average guy, short, small cock, seen him when he was naked. But let's talk later about them.My grandparents. Granny, old woman, fat, huge tits, unshaven, loose pussy. Grandpa, big belly, big hanging balls, not very big cock,. Ah, he said; but he could hypnotize 100 percent of the women. He said that he wasn't trying to sound sexist or anything, but women had a different mindset than men, and he claimed that he could "tune in" to their basic emotional needs; that he seemed to be able to sense what he needed to say to put them at ease and get them started down the path toward a deep trance.As he said this, I tried to keep eye contact with him, but I found I couldn't do it. His eyes... there's something very.... It's a healthy, life-giving freedom you just can't find anywhere else. Much as I might criticise Binta for her unconstructive attitudes and criminal tendencies, I must admit to a kindred feeling to a colleague who shares my enthusiasm for a natural untrammelled life." Our similarities there are extremely shallow," sniffed Binta. "You're just a fanatic" At least I'm not a pervert!" snorted Ketaba in return. "Honestly, Ana, I don't know how you can sit in the company of someone who so blatantly.