’ ‘What’ll she be like?’ ‘I don’t know. I haven’t found her yet.’ The day was lazy and after eating and not having slept much the nigh... before, we stretched out and took a nap. The wind picked up and blew the clouds across the sun. A shiver woke me up. I nudged Kathy. ‘I think we should head back.’ She stirred, looking at the sky. ‘Okay, looks like the weather is changing.’ I put my legs under me and leaned against the tree. She scrunched around and got onto my lap. We had to work at getting. I will swim the ocean. I will become part of your community and learn English. I want her to be my wife."Bobbi looked surprised at some of this but didn't seem inclined to turn him away.Tomas continued. "I would like for us to live here but, most of all, I want us to be together as husband and wife. Here, I am known as a good farmer, a kind, Godly man, and smart. I am smart enough to have been in the lead on setting your radio to working though I had much help."Bobbi interrupted. "His friends. My hands were massaging her big ass and feeling every square inch of that beautiful booty - I could feel she had a thong on. I began to work my way to her pussy - rubbing and poking it.She tells me - WHITE BOY let's get this over with!I grabbed onto her short and pull them down around her knees - one hand darts to her pussy, and the other to her ass cheeks. I start rubbing her clit as I squeeze her big Puerto Rican ass cheeks.While she's standing up I bury may face in her crotch and begin. "Not too surprising, Anita's just like Sandra."Unsurprisingly, this explanation passed me by. I had no idea who Sandra was and why that should explain anything.Seeing my even more confused look, Mum continued. "Sandra is Anita's mother, and she was only a couple of years older than Anita when she went after James."The confusion was replaced by shock. I was good enough at maths to realise that Anita's mother was likely to be only a bit a older than our James, but in my vast experience older.