It's small, but when the building converted to garden apartments--you know condos--I decided to buy it. It's homey, filled with a few of my own grandm...ther's pieces, things she gave me before she passed away." I am surprised you like a small place, I was picturing you in a huge house." No, I like the hominess of it. I used to travel a lot after college, business here and there. Having my place as a refuge was perfect. Very few of my friends have ever been there for more than just to pick me up.. I was sitting outside enjoying my coffee and Stacy walked out her hair and makeup done . She was only wearing a tight tank top belly shirt, I could see her hard puffy nipples right through it. She had on light pink almost see through cotton pajama pants on , the waist folded down right above her pubic area. With the top of her ass crack showing. Her pubic hair was gone. It looks so soft. The head of her cock pressed against the cotton pants. I could see the outline. I had on basketball shorts,. Once the darkness fell, John disrobed and greased his tall, ebony body generously. The Malta was lying hove-to less than half a cable length to windward, and slightly ahead of Asia. Eric Johnsen helped John lower himself from a lower deck gun port into the cold, black water. Staying mostly submerged, John swam for the Malta‘s stern. The biting cold nearly paralysed him towards the end, and the length of rope he carried slowed him, but he managed to get a hold of the stern ornaments and to lift. He jumped with glee. ’Who taught you this”. The net. I said. I made him wear only boxer shorts & a sleeveless T shirt. We went to drawing room sofa.I sat on the floor on carpet and he on sofa. I poured the drinks and said ‘cheers’ to us’ he said. In a gulp he downed the first one and I sipped Cinzano. ’Take it easy boy,’ I told him. I filled the second one and I moved closer to him. I kissed his bare thighs and put my moth on his lap while seated in front of him.I wanted to bury my face On his.