Our return flight left at 2 PM, and was going to last four and a half hours. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary. We sat on the outer terrace at the ai...port and reminisced on highlights of our vacation. When you go on a trip, you often have a lot of stories to tell. This is how it was for me, in any case. Nevertheless, I won’t bore you with details on all the experiences we had, or how many pictures I took in these eleven days. The flight back home was, in my opinion, much more interesting. We. “I like doggies too ... But I think a piggy is a little bit dirtier than the dog ... It’s more rude. And no one has done it on the show before. I want to be dirty – and I want to be different ... And they have soooo much cum ... I want to be filled right up!”“Do I detect a bit of an accent there?” Asks Charley.Petra smiles and nods, “Yes ... Just a little bit of Polish still there, from my mother, and when I was a little girl...”“It’s very cute...” Comments Charley, and Petra thanks her .... We usually kept it closed and curtains over it, but it was so hot it was open. Two women lived there; a mother and daughter. At 16 any attractive woman caught my eye. And the 20ish daughter, Amy, was attractive. We would say hello when we met and I sometimes took their garbage out, mowed the lawn shoveled snow, etc. I think she knew that I looked at her as more than a neighbor, from the way she sometimes smiled at me. And once she had put her arm around my shoulders to thank me for something.. "I blushed."Well, we figured that the little visit to the girl in Amsterdam didn't satisfy you. I really don't know why we even expected it to. So we decided that your mother would give you some lessons. She seems to have enjoyed it herself. But she thinks you need more lessons."I looked at him blankly. What the fuck was he talking about?"So I guess you and I will have to share your mother."I couldn't help it; I began to grin."The three of us together?" That's up to your mother."His cell phone.