" Well, loo repair ... Nope, no one in America knows how to repair a loo. But I'm sure we could find someone to repair the bathroom." Tim grinned at K...n, who rolled his eyes at the tease. "I don't know anyone personally, but I'm sure my Dad does. I'll ask him and get back to you." Thank you!"The two sat in silence for a second."So, what is your occupation?" Ken asked."My occupation?" Tim mulled that over for a second. "Well, I'm just a student right now. I'm working on my MBA, it should be done. ..” she lowered her voice and glanced around the room conspiratorially, “when we came to America, we were hippies. We never intended to work a day in our lives.”“Mom! You’re kidding!”“No, it’s true. You should know these things now that you’re grown up.” Grown up? I was 43. It seemed like I could have been told about this sometime in the past 20 years. “We got off the boat without even having a proper visa. We were just tourists on a year-long trip to see the continent like American youths went. I looked as often and for as long as I dared that day. When we got home of course, I went straight to my room and fantasized now about both her big ass, which had looked marvelous in her big bikini bottoms, and now her huge dark nipples. I imagined that she loved having them chewed and sucked on and came repeatedly to that image for quite a while. Add to this the fact that Jan always wore cut off jeans in the summer that rode high on her thigh and little tops that showed off her pretty. I don’t know how to..” she paused a second to think, “Spice it up? I guess?” Heather nodded as she listened, “Well, I was right, I’ve been through that, it’s very normal actually,” she stopped as Dominique entered the room, she glanced at him, then back to Jayla, “Would you be more comfortable talking about this somewhere more private?” Jayla nodded in reply, and finished her drink. They decided Jayla’s room would be best, Heather sat beside Jayla on her bed, and finally continued. “It’s very.