I do not know what to say"Translator - "Understand, what do you expect from the next shot?Nona - "I did not want to be that difficult for the first ti...e because I want to be good in the movie. You want to rest, I could not concentrate because there were too many of them."Translator - "But you know that while you turn all the needs must be emotional, natural and beautiful"Nona - "I want to be more beautiful in the film, but here I am more emotional and natural, that scares me a little"Translator. I hope to be more careful in my spelling and grammar, I apologise in advance if it isn’t perfect..I was about 12 when my dad bought an Alsatian to help look after his pigeons which were his pride and joy, rebel stayed in dads pigeon loft for some weeks so we hardly ever seen him. I asked my dad if I could go with him to see the pigeons as it had been a while since I had done so, dad was happy enough to take me as he knew I showed a keen interest in his birds. We arrived about lunch time, and. I see a flower and think of her, she a cloud slowly drifting by and shares it with me. We comunicate by a unexplainable force. She will stop send me a quick txt just as I reach for my phone to do the same. Or pictures will pass at the same moment. Love truely is amazing. After sharing our weekends.We again kiss and whisper of our love. Her hand drifts across my chest softly and slowly lower. Fingers slide across my crotch feeling my cock through my jeans. It starts growing with desire as her. At the club, several of the regulars ogled her closely as we signed in to get our court. She said she wanted to play tennis and I hoped she could hit the ball.We warmed up and hit for a few minutes. After our racquet toss, which she won, she elected to serve. She had a nice hard first serve and her second twisted and bounced crooked. That would take getting used to. On two occasions, I found myself watching the girl instead of the ball and she won the first game. She also knew that she could.