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I was on the plane, way above Europe, and already I was thinking about Greta plus her two sisters as well. They are lovelier then ever and those two happen to be incredibly gorgeous sisters as well. In my opinion it just so happens to be that they are soooo much prettier then Greta, the love of my life is, in my opinion. It does not matter. Based on her personality and what I knew of her I knew that I was in love with her shortly after she and I met. When I thought about her in that context, along with having seen and been with her sleek naked body of course too, all I thought about and wanted was being there with her almost right away. She is absolutely gorgeous but in ways her two sisters aren’t. Just how beautiful she is happened to be in the context of her overall. To me, Greta has to be the most wonderful woman in the world and that alone is based on her personality, not that her looks aren’t bad either. There is no doubt in my mind, as I sat here doing nothing, but thinking about her and a little about her sisters too, who I truly admire in this world, but that all of this is not just on a physical sense. I do love Greta. I really, truly do. I did not have any stamps. It didn’t matter. Seeing as I missed her already I found some paper in one of my bags and I began to write her a letter. It was an unusually long letter but I reinforced to her that in no uncertain terms I was taken by her, that I was in love with her, and that if I had it my way I’d ask her to marry me. That is if I had it my way. “Dear Greta,” it began. “I already know one thing. I love you. Being up here in the skies like I am I realized, already, that I miss being around you, and with you. My body aches not being with you. I long to be near and with you and I already want to turn this plane around and come back and lay down beside you at night so that you and I can cuddle and talk and show our love to one another. I do hope that you feel the same way because I know, for sure, that I do.” I re-read that portion of what I wrote and then I proceeded. “Being there and getting to know you, your sisters, and brothers and getting to know all your in-laws as well was absolutely terrific. In fact, right now, I am smiling. Okay, so what if I have terrible thoughts running through my mind…you are the only one for me. I mean it. I can’t tell you just how much I adore you and being with you. It was soooo terrific to be around you and learn about you and your lifestyle.” My letter went on and on. I wrote three full pages to her. I told myself that as soon as I got back to the states I would send it to her. I told her, again, at the very end, that I loved her and missed her dearly. I folded it up and put it away. I couldn’t wait until I got back home. A few days later Kartal Escort I arrived back home. Nobody knew when I was going to get there. It didn’t matter. All I knew was that I had fallen in love with Greta. Oh, and there was that other girl, but I’m pretty darn sure that Greta had the edge on her. She smiled all the time. I soooo loved that about her. She always smiled. Her eyes always lit up her face. They lit me up. How could anyone be soooo happy as she was I asked myself. “She’s always smiling,” I told my parents. “But she lives a million miles away,” my mom said to me. “It doesn’t matter mom,” I said. “I love her. I love her through and through. I can not explain it…well yes I can. You’d just have to meet her. She’s terrific.” “She will live here…in the United States of course?” my dad asked me. “We aren’t even close to being engaged dad,” I said. “We haven’t dated. In fact we don’t date. I work on her farm and all I did was help her out.” “Did you make money working there? Did you work for money?” my dad asked. No dad, she offered me a place to live, we got to know each other, she smiled a lot, and I just started helping her do her work that she does to make money. Plus dad, she makes a hell of a lot of money doing what she does,” I told him. He asked me what she does and I told him. A week later a letter came to me. I couldn’t believe it. The letter came from Greta. It was one very think letter and it was twice as big as mine was. In truth both Francesca and even Corry added letters to me in her letter. Personally speaking that was a tad erotic to me. My door to my bedroom was open and my dad walked in. “What does she look like son?” he asked. I asked him if he’d like to see some pictures and he smiled, humbly, thinking they’d all be dressed, but in a way none of them were. “They are almost all a little on the naked side. That’s what they wanted me to do. So I took a bunch of them on the uhhh naked side of things and let me pull them up. “Here’s Greta…you’ll see what I mean,” and I pulled up a relatively modest picture of her although anyone who looked at the picture would soon see her boobs, which were big and round and quite exotic looking. “Wow,” he said for starters. I knew instantly what he had looked at but he went on to add “She’s a tall one isn’t she?” I said yes and then I showed him Francesca’s picture. It showed lot’s and lot’s of her cleavage which appeared to hang out all over the place. He kept quiet for a while as he stared and he stared some more at her face, hair, but especially her cleavage. “My Lord, she’s uhhh an abundant one isn’t she?” he said. “Don’t let your mom see any of these,” he told me. I said I didn’t plan to but also said to him “They are very attractive Kartal Escort Bayan women aren’t the?” He said yes and then said “You said there are three girls?” and I said yes and showed him Corry’s picture. It was the safest one I could find quickly. “Holy mother of uhhh fu-” but he stopped after he realized what he was about to say. “Yeah dad, I agree with you…nice set of hips aren’t they?” “They’re all gorgeous women Joseph…all of them are,” he replied. “And they’re all sisters too?” he asked. “Yep,” I came back. “Let me see them again,” he told me. I pulled all three of them up so that he could see all of them at the very same time. He stared at them, I did too, and I found both of us smiling at the three sisters who looked absolutely gorgeous no matter what they had on. And that included Greta too. I shut that part of the program down and he and I talked a while. He asked me how long I expected to hang around there. I said I didn’t know but what I did know was that I knew I needed to find a job and quickly. I told him I had barely any money left. He knew it and suggested I go and try at the library. “Why the library?” I asked him. “Well for one, they are hiring on several people and I kind of know the library’s new manager. She’s a sweetheart and is always willing to try out a new soul, like you, who is intelligent, worth working hard for his money, and knows what he’s doing,” my dad said. “I’ll go over in the morning,” I said. He left the room, I went to bed, and in the morning I headed out to the library to apply for a job at the library. I left around ten in the morning. “Hi, good morning,” I said. The clerk said good morning. “I’m here to apply for a position I’ve heard you have open.” “You’ll have to wait a bit,” the clerk said, smiling as she said it. “The library manager is busy but she can see you but will you do me a small favor? Will you please fill these out for her to look over first off?” I said yes and she was in the back room talking with the manager, who I didn’t realize was the manager but the woman was unique in that she was tall. She stood around 5’ 10” with her heals on and she was slender, relatively pretty or so I thought she was, and she wore glasses which I liked too. She had red hair pulled back somewhat but it was an appealing look on her. She wore this straight face, which I did not like, but that’s how she appeared to me. They called me into interview. Oddly enough her and her daughter sat in on the interview and at first for a while I felt strange being interviewed by a mother, daughter team. Regardless, it turned out to be a really good and productive interview. “So it sounds like you will be a good fit,” Amber’s mother Georgiana said to me. “I’d Escort Kartal like…no I’d love to call and talk with you some more on Monday morning. Will that work for you otherwise you and I can talk on Sunday.” She looked at Amber. “Amber, my schedule is free on Sunday isn’t it honey?” Yeah, Sunday was perfect but I said to myself aren’t they closed on Sunday? Then she said “I know that we’re closed on Sunday but Amber and I will be here to do some things. I would like for you to come in on Sunday if that will work for you,” she said as a smile rose up on her cheeks. “No uhhh nooooo Sunday would be perfectly fine to me Georgiana,” I replied. And then Amber stood up and said “Here, let me walk you out.” Amber to me was an adorably attractive young lady. She looked a lot like her mother, especially in her figure I thought. She was sweet. She had a lot of nice things to say and she actually saw me all the way to my car. “So, we’ll see you on Sunday, right?” she said. I said yes and confirmed the time with her. Oddly enough, she and I stared into each other’s eyes as we said goodbye, but she also added, as she lowered the tone of her voice, “One thing to be careful about. My mother can get a little umm mischievous Joseph.” She smiled and then she turned and walked away saying to me “Have a good day. With any luck,” and she stopped and turned back towards me, “we will see each other soon.” And out of nowhere she winked at me. On Saturday, I received a call. This time it came from Georgiana herself. “Joseph dear, sorry to bother you but there’s been a small change of plans. I won’t be at the library on Sunday but may I umm entice you to come to another location?” she asked. I said yes and asked where. “My house,” she said. I said, with some hesitation, yes, and I asked for directions. She gave them to me. I knew the neighborhood. “Ohhh and bring your bathing suit. Amber and a friend or two will be over. That shouldn’t much of a problem but maybe you’d like to stay? That’s up to you.” I came as expected on Sunday and boy did she surprise me. It was a small house but with an above ground pool out back but the big, big surprise was what Georgiana wore that day. She had on tight, and I mean tight blouse which highlighted her breasts quite well I thought, and along with that she wore something underneath it. However, in addition to the blouse she wore a pencil skirt that to me also highlighted her legs that seemed to last forever. Her in that would easily take one’s eyes off anything else in my opinion. “Well welcome, welcome,” she said. That’s when my eyes did a number on the outfit she was wearing. And she knew it too. “Come in, sit down won’t you?” she said. I did as asked. I had water. She had wine. She looked glamorous as glamorous could be. I wanted to be with her as on top of her even if she was somewhere around 45 years of age. “Is something bothering you dear?” she asked. “Uhhh no, I was just noticing how…how extremely uhhh attractive you look in the outfit you have on,” I said. “Ohhhhhh, I hope this isn’t too overdone.

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