First I went to the kitchen and got some water, then to the bathroom to piss. Finally, I sucked it up and knocked on my dad’s door.“Hmm?” I hear... him mumbled inside.“Dad… I don’t think the heat is working in my room,” I said.“What?” I heard him mumble again. So I opened the door.“The heat’s not working in my room. It’s freezing.”He sighed. “Come here,” he said, shifting over in bed and lifting the blankets on the other side. I slowly walked over and slid into the bed. Finally, it was nice and. I almost hated leaving but she told me she had a hair appointment and some of the locals already gossiped about her.The next morning I showered and shaved and put on one of my better shirts and dress pants. When I arrived at her apartment she looked great."Nora, excuse me but I have to tell you that you look awesome, as my grandkids would say." You don't look to bad yourself," she then smiled. I loved to see her smile, it was so real.We started out by walking to the community center. I didn't. Sometime later, he had asked her to his room, and somewhat to his surprise, she had accepted.They had started with the usual preliminaries. Being a typical woman, as she got undressed, wished her body looked a lot better, her boobs were a little bigger, and she weighed a little less. And, she hoped he wasn't huge.John, being a typical man, was happy to have a woman willing to get into bed with him, and as she undressed, was even happier with her body; one he thought was just about perfect! And,. We scouted a few shops before she found one in an out of the way arcade. It seemed to have some very sexy gear, and she was keen to check out their small scraps of lace that they called underwear.On entry to the shop we found a woman behind the counter who was truly beautiful - very petite and she looked to be a native of the islands. She spoke beautiful English, so communicating with her was not going to be a problem.Leilani was her name, and I guessed that she was mid-thirties. She was barely.