Sunday, October 16, 2022

Other countries other manners

 

 "Oh man, our boys are going to be into that again," Sabrina whispered to iMeggie.
"Oh yeah? Why?"
"Well, take a look around. All these chicks. You're probably the only one here...uh...kinda normal...or what?

Sabrina and Meggie had just entered the company canteen for the trainees. Sabrina was here for half a year as guests, accompanied by a few selected apprentices from their carpentry business. It was really exciting for Meggie and her young colleagues to receive visitors from abroad. It had taken decades for the small island state in which Meggie lived to open its borders again. For Meggie, the guests were almost like aliens, but that was what was exciting

"A few of us just dressed up especially. Because you're the first to come here. The first ever." Meggie stroked her playful red curls, which were so difficult to tame with combs or brushes that Meggie actually always looked a bit cheeky. Even if she felt like appearing a little more solemn. Like today. Still, she took Sabrina's words as a compliment.

"You're always dressed pretty casually, aren't you? Is that too chic for you right now?" asked the red-haired hostess.
"It's a bit. Schicki Micki. Lots of fashion dolls. And then they all look so great that you get complexes. Really something for the boys ... they prefer to watch than to talk ..."
"Oh come on. You look really good too." smiled Meggie charmingly.
"...You too, Meggie. And I think you're much prettier with your messy hairdo...Not so...licked."
"Wait and see, Sabrina. You'll like her. Everyone here is super nice."

Sabrina nodded, unconvinced. A look at the behavior and the looks of the boys in her company seemed to prove her right. The good-looking, decked-out girls with their neatly coiffed hair, beautiful faces and pretty clothes didn't fail to impress. It was obvious to the boys that they didn't encounter so much sweet attractiveness in this concentrated form every day - even if there were of course also very, very pretty women at home.

"Come,
"The chicks?"
"Come on now..."
Meggie pulled Sabrina to the first table, where a blond, curly-haired beauty with a provocatively sugar-sweet snub nose was sitting next to a southern-looking girl with glasses. Her long, straight dark hair was combed through to be silky and separated by a straight center parting. Sabrina noticed the cute dimples that completed the southerner's smile, topped by very white teeth.
"This is Ivy and Vampy"
"Hello" the two beauties said very nicely.
Sabrina still had to giggle: "Vampy?! ..Hihi .. sorry ... but the name .. wouldn't work for us. ...I'm sorry... I didn't mean to laugh at you or anything..."
"Vampy is a common name with us," said Meggie without going into detail.
"It's okay," Vampy smiled - and Sabrina realized that this big pout, which Vampy made beam with it, really had a vamp character for many guys. Why were all the female trainees here so...terrible...sexy...? Sabrina was really getting complex, even though she was really very charming and pretty natural to look at. Sabrina introduced herself, that is, she briefly said her name and tried to smile as nicely as possible - even if this vampy and her dressed-up table neighbor really seemed too slick to her.

Meggie went with Sabrina to the next canteen, which consisted of four chairs.
"These are Kissel, Eronica, Bettina and Klitzy."
"Hello" sounded very nice from the four chairs.
"Hello. I'm Sabrina. Nice to meet you...uh...Klitzy? Your real name is Klitzy?"
"Yes. Don't you have the Nemen?" answers the bearer of the name with the dark eyebrows and the very neatly brushed back light blonde ponytail interspersed with very fine dark strands. Her nose and forehead looked particularly idiosyncratic and sexy for Sabrina too.
"Oh...uh...we make it sound a little...well..."
"Really, does that sound weird to you?" asked Kissel, the smallest of the four, tucking her shoulder-length blond strands behind her ear, her richly filled top arching forward. Her large, steel-gray eyes scrutinized the stranger next to Maggie curiously. So did Kissel's neighbor Eronica. Her voice was quite deep and went well with her short, dark, slightly wavy hair as she tried to explain that there was really nothing unusual about the name Klitzy: "Klitzy is just very simply derived from 'clitoris' - like for example Kissel from 'Kiss' or Bettina from 'Bett'.
Tall Bettina nodded and smiled at these words in a particularly charming manner with her sensual face, which somehow reminded Sabrina of young actresses from earlier films. The girls at this table could all have become top models... or want to... or both... Sabrina thought. But she found all four of them really nice and not at all arrogant.

Sabrina looked a bit aghast: "Ah... yes... bed, kiss and clitoris... mmmhmmm... and what does 'Meggie' come from?"
"I have no idea," said Meggie, "or have Do ALL names have a meaning?"
"No, no, that's fine ... and we also have Bettina with us ..." Sabrina preferred not to explain now,
"Oh, nice" Bettina smiled with a beguiling bedroom look.

Sabrina had a few questions in mind.

But now the round of introductions continued - from Kessy, Lickula, another Vampy and Tiefinja to Clara, Polylovia, Kristin, Figgeldy and Ramona to Yessica, Lissy, Rizit, Nippy, Skindra and Nabriella. Some names Sabrina found quite ordinary. But Sabrina definitely had to get used to Stöhny, Harder or Slipautinchen.

"Let's go over to the boys' canteen - your boys are already passing through to us girls."
"Girls and boys in separate canteens - that would be pretty old-fashioned for us," said Sabrina.
"Oh, Are you with the boys all the time? Not only with the getters?
"Getters?!"
"Don't you have getters?"
"What is that supposed to be?"
"I'll explain to you later. Here we are in the boys' canteen."
"Ok..."
"If we had the boys with us all the time, we would be killing all the time. I think that would be too distracting for the training. I wouldn't like it that much. But I'm curious how it is with you , when we visit you."
Sabrina didn't say anything because she didn't understand anything about "getting".

Sabrina looked around. Her eyes widened in disbelief.
Not only the girls looked stunning in this country. Wow.
"Meggie, you all look like they're straight out of a new designer catalog...I don't just mean the clothes...the boys all look like they've been through some sort of boy band casting... or for Hollywood actors ... or for superstars ... no idea ..."
"Casting?! I don't know that now."
"Not really?"
"Not really."
"Oouuh...ok, so...what I'm saying...the guys here look pretty cool...like your girls are kinda really good looking too. Like they're only allowed to go to the factory for work come who has won an entrance exam for NEXT TOP MODEL."
"NEXT TOP MODEL? What is that supposed to be?"
"Oh forget it. Do you have any wells around here that the babies get thrown in and they all come out super cute, cool and nibbling?... It's really not normal... is it?"
"I think it's nice that you like us. But that's quite normal. Isn't that the case with you?"
"Hey...look at our boys...or our girls...there are...well...just a lot of not so pretty ones...just more normal...uh..."
"There the parents just had a different taste. I think you all look special in a way. You are good the way you are. Absolutely good. And really nice."
Meggie was quite sure of that.

"Aha. Yes. Especially. Nice... Well... if you look at it that way... especially nice noses, especially nice boring faces... and what please... does that have to do with the taste of the parents? "
"With whose taste otherwise...?" Meggie asked back, who hadn't understood the core of Sabrina's question at all.
"Ha... you're funny... that would be really cool if parents gave birth to their children according to their own tastes... all sorts of styled children who are just beautiful... in their eyes Parents beautiful ... all dream girls and super guys ... hahaha ..."
"Why? Isn't that the case with you?" Meggie's eyes shone innocently light blue under her red curls.
"Of course not... uh... ok... here it is, huh?!..." Sabrina was speechless.

Meggie just shrugged her shoulders uncomprehendingly.
Sabrina looked around the room. She saw all the preppy, daring, cool, chubby, cute, wildly romantic looking boys and swallowed.
"You mean...you look like your parents made you?"
"All people are made by their parents. What problem do you have right now, Sabrina?"
"Yes, but not you THAT... with the taste chart next to the bed..."
"No, we don't have any charts there either."
"You know exactly what I mean...! Don't you? ... ... ... You don't know, do you? You have no idea what I'm talking about, do you? That's totally crazy.. .and ... and your parents like messy red hair ... and bright light blue eyes ... or what?"
"Yes, logusch ..." Meggie was a little overwhelmed. She couldn't relate to her guest's strange outburst of emotion. She didn't understand why Sabrina was so upset. How should Meggie deal with it? She didn't want to react impolitely or even unfriendly. However, they had both been standing in the boys' canteen for a while now and most of the boys were already looking over at them curiously.

"I think I'll introduce you to everyone now. We can talk more about it later.
Sabrina nodded in consternation and found that the intense, fiery, daring looks from the extremely smart faces upset her. She found herself among all the boys who would have been good in their home country for womanizer, movie star, rock idol, Latin lover, sports toyboy or just heartbreaker - with a huge female following ... Boys who hung as posters on girls' wallpaper or were used by moviegoers as The epitome of male exemplaryness was romanticized, embedded in edgy wildness or otherwise transfigured, idolized or simply desired ... real men ... somehow ... help!

Meggie began by introducing
"This is Brad and Clooney."
Sabrina understood immediately who the parents of these two wonder boys had in mind when designing. And ... YES ... they looked good - even more adventurous, bitter-sweet, edgy-stubborn and lovable-cuddly than any "originals". That had to be because Brad and Clooney's mothers might have composed a dash more athleticism, a pinch of temperament and some physical peculiarities that they particularly liked in boys: ... the chin a little more angular ... the eyes a bit clearer ... the cheeks a bit more boyish ... the muscles a bit firmer ... the buttocks slightly arched ... ... waving curly heads with an adventure campfire look and very masculine smart fashion catalog cuts ... sweet ... sweeter ... the sweetest .

Sabrina greeted friendly and was torn between inner defense and visual stimuli.

"But people who know they are irresistible become obnoxiously arrogant, blasé and conceited," Sabrina murmured to Meggie.
Meggie shrugged her shoulders again: "Explain to me later what you mean. Our boys are all really nice."
Sabrina imagined exactly that now:
Thorben, Sporty, Rex, Tenderico, Justinian - all nice.
The deep brown seductive eyes. The broad shoulders. The firm hips... the tall, slender build, the well-trained upper arms... all nice... very nice... too nice. Sabrina imagined getting calcified here all the time... she would have been lost...
Sabrina felt mentally unbalanced. How difficult must it be finding a partner in this country when everyone looked great and was also incredibly nice?

When Meggie and Sabrina left the boys' canteen, Meggie asked curiously: "And which ones did you like best? Or aren't they your thing?"
Sabrina would have been lying if she said she didn't like at least three quarters of these boys.
"They really look really charming..." she just said.
"I think Rex, Enry and Juanito are really good. I'm doing my first Extisa with them."
"Extisa? Is that the exam?"
"Extina ... oh ... don't you know? What do you call it?"
"
"Well, those personality clips that the boys can watch to see whoever they want to hang out with"
"Huh?!?" Sabrina only understood 'train station'.
"Don't you have that? Really not? We have it for boys and for ladies. You don't, right?"
"Really not. ...and what does that mean: 'Who do the boys want with? WANT WHAT? ...and who asks what the girls want?'
"The boys do the same thing. And then the girls choose ... tell me ... you don't have any of that, do you?"
Sabrina shook her head: "I only understand half anyway, but I definitely know that we don't have any clips that someone uses to sort of choose anyone .. or something ... naha ... at most something with pictures where you can have matches on your smartphone to date ...."

"If you like, you can join us. Then you'll also have a clip for the boys at home. That really makes a difference. The demand is much higher. And with that, of course, the good time you have. And that's what training is all about, isn't it...?"
Meggie's offer came from the heart. But in Sabrina's experience, good time and education didn't necessarily have all that much to do with each other.
"Well, that's really nice of you...but...hmmm. Well, what do you do for a clip like that?"
After all, Sabrina was already curious.
"Oh, not much. You just choose three boys and then it's like the chorale performance, just...well, much more intensive and advanced - so it's really right with all the trimmings that go with it.

Sabrina didn't understand a word more. What was a "chorale performance" again? And what kind of paraphernalia? That sounded quite violent...
It got even worse when Meggie asked: "Will you show me something about yourself, what is comparable with our chorale performance?"

"I don't have anything like that, Meggie. I don't know anything like that. At most I have pictures that I'll post somewhere..."
"Really now? Then I'm curious how you do it when I come to you. So I think we've got it all sorted out."
Sabrina hesitated. She was really curious now - even if rather irritated.

"Uh... Meggie... I don't know any of that... ... I mean, would you show me your chora... thingy... uh maybe?"
"Of course. When we're back at my house this afternoon. I got a lot of praise for it. And a lot of the boys now want to do an Extisa with me. We'll see. I think I'll say yes to most of them afterwards At Ectisa only three go... I really like sex,

Now it was said. The word. Sex.
Sabrina had suspected it, but the word hadn't been uttered yet.
So sex.
What was going on in this country? Sabrina came back to the girls' canteen with a red head. Now she saw the many sweet, highly attractive girls with completely different eyes. Each one had been designed in a sexy way by ohren Eltetn ... and probably each one had already done a "chorale performance". And now they were preparing for their first Extisa... or had already done so... strange... very strange... but also kind of exciting...

Sabrina now looked around for her own colleagues, who were now sitting here with their respective hostesses. Sabrina had the feeling that her comrades gave no less insecure looks and flushed cheeks for the best.
Then Sabrina asked herself whether her male colleagues had just learned something about extisas and chorale performances during the welcome round here.

A few hours later, after an interesting first day of training, Sabrina was sitting at home in Meggie's surprisingly spacious apartment.

"Will you show me your chorale performance now?" Sabrina asked right after dinner.
"Sure, I'm curious how you find her"
Meggie grabbed her tablet and started the clip.

First you could see Meggie entering a room. She wore a light brown sweater, dark beige trousers and simple sneakers. She hung the shoulder bag she had brought with her over the back of the chair in front of which she now stood. She gave the camera a mischievous, slightly flirtatious smile.
"Yes...this...so this is ME...my hair and eyes - as you can see red and light blue. My dad liked that. And to be honest, I like the way my eyes look like in can see deep water. I think one of my children will get eyes like that too. But I also like brown, green and other eyes maybe."
The camera zoomed in very close to Meggie's eyes, which now looked very mischievous and only a little embarrassed because Meggie seemed to be concentrating on what she wanted to say next."
"Yes ... well ... that's how it looks when you or you look me in the eyes from close up ..haha ... ok ...."

"I was totally insecure at that point ... I look around so helplessly, man!" Meggie commented and criticized her Behavior on the screen.
" But it seems really sweet and really likeable. They want to hug you right away..." Sabrina found.
The film went on.

"My nose... my parents didn't agree on that... but I like it...even the few frocks that my grandmother demanded from my parents.

Sabrina grinned: "Your nose is really cute. I would like that too."

Meanwhile the camera panned lower on cheeks and lips.
Meggie's voice came out of the tablet again.
"Those are my lips,... and I can stick my tongue out at you, too. Bääääähhh... Haha..."
That sounded refreshingly natural.
"Of course you could kiss my lips too."
Meggie pursed her lips and imitated a few kisses.
"Uh yeah... I hope you like that... ..yeah and then starts here under my chin, which actually turned out a little too flat for me... well... parents... well, look underneath her then my neck ... well I can't think of much to say about a neck ... .. well ... that's what it looks like anyway And back there ... well ..., I think they The camera is zooming in there now... I'm pretty sensitive about that..." -
Meggie tapped her index finger on the side of her neck, almost on the nape of her neck, where her little red curls ended.

Yes ... and then underneath it begins ... right ... my pullover ... yes ... well, for everyone who wants to know more about it ... underneath here . Wait a minute...we'll have to wait for the camera to go a little lower...well, HERE..."

The camera focused on Meggie's breasts.

"...there is something here under the sweater for which I am very grateful to my mother - even if my father raves about even bigger double D cups... Mommy made sure that it stays with a single D. I think so really big enough."

Sabrina was amazed: "But you're talking very openly about it ... and .. you really have D? Can't see it at all."
"Yes, some things can be played down with clothes. I don't have to keep emphasizing that. Most of the girls here tend to have something big because the fathers usually want that for their daughters.... because of the boys....well and the mothers usually say it would be stupid if their daughter then thinks that her breasts are too small because of her parents... ...or something like that... although there are really many who like it smaller and like that. Flavors stop."
"I find mine rather too small ... C ... although there are also smaller ones that are really beautiful, I find ... ..." confessed Sabrina, "but I wouldn't put it in a film about it without further ado talk."
"Oh, you must have really nice breasts..." Meggie replied in a refreshingly uncomplicated and friendly manner.
"Anyway, I wouldn't have thought of D with you." Sabrina found the conversation a bit disconcerting, but also refreshingly candid.
"Ha, but you'll see when the sweater is gone."
"You take that off?" Sabrina asked a bit disturbed.
"Not me. But wait and see. Coming soon."
"Someone is pulling your sweater? ... And ... this film can be seen by everyone ... uh ... even boys?"
"Of course. That's what the chorale performance is for. Then you can choose who and how you like, especially under the sweaters."
"The other way around too? I mean, is that how you pick guys?"
"Sure. How else? You wouldn't know what to expect otherwise.
Sabrina nodded and murmured, "Yeah, we don't really have anything going directly in that direction...just hollow dudes sending dick pics...oh man..."
"That sounds boring..."
"Yeah , it's also..."

Sabrina briefly introduced herself to some of the cute boys she had been introduced to this morning in a little film like this. That made Sabrin quite curious. Here the boys didn't seem to be such a funny mixture of show-offs, shy little boys or stupid drunkards as there were unfortunately many at home ... although not all of them, of course ...
It didn't seem to matter here to fool your buddies into something impressive and play the girls off against each other. Here it all seemed very different, open and honest. Sabrina felt an adrenaline rush in her stomach. Somehow her thoughts were quite stimulating right now.

Meanwhile, the camera panned to her stomach and waist.
"This isn't for anyone who just likes skin and bones. I mean, I'm not fat. But I also like it better when there's something soft to touch. But don't you see now anyway .. .because...sweater, right!"
Meggie turned around.
"Yes, I'll show you the area underneath from behind. My butt is below the waistline. I think it's a bit too big, but my dad ... and my brothers think there's at least something in their pants .. Well, see for yourself ... and here .. the bottom fold that you boys always like to look at ... well ... I think my parents really took care of a tight ass. Fits perfectly in hand size 3B."

"Hand size 3B!" Sabrina wondered.
"Well, 3A and 4A are also fine. And that doesn't have to be perfect either. If you have smaller hands, you'll have more in your fingers. And it also depends more on what you do with them. Kneading, slapping, get behind, sneak around vaginally... well... you know..." explained Meggie, because once again she hadn't understood that Sabrina had never heard of such terms either.

"Well, your butt isn't a bit fat, Meggie ... it looks ... uhhhhhhhhh... well, it looks super snazzy..."

At least Sabrina understood that now. There was no point in asking every new term. Here, buttock volumes were obviously measured with the hands in which their curves fit perfectly. And then some hand and finger techniques were probably common, with which the buttock was ... well, kind of worked through quite a bit. Sabrina would have liked to ask how sneaking behind the scenes or vaginal sneaking worked, but somehow she couldn't bring herself to ask these questions.

So Sabrina simply gave in to her first impulses: "Well, I'm sure a lot of boys are looking and would like to take your pants off. Definitely ALL of OUR boys."
"Yes, I think so too. That's how the reactions to the clip were. I really have a lot of people who want to do an Extisa with me." Meggie didn't say that in the slightest conceitedly, but rather in a very nice and mischievous manner.

Sabrina was always amazed at the uncomplicated matter-of-factness with which Meggie said things like that. So Sabrina didn't ask any more questions. Ok... then there was a pair of pants that you could take off...

"Well, my legs... rather short... but there are enough girls with very long ones. I like it that way. It gives something to the thighs more grip. By the way, I like to be touched... and I can imagine it nice when you... boys... slip between my thighs like this with your tight bodies...."

Sabrina swallowed and said nothing. Nothing at all. Meggie had no comment ready either. Everything seemed to be said in the film exactly as it was meant to be.
Sabrina would never have trusted you like that ... maybe she didn't like it at all ... or did she? ...

"And ... at the bottom: sneakers. Yes. I love to wear them. ... and now for all of you .... again the overview ..."

The camera zoomed further away until Meggie was completely closed see was. She grinned and smiled refreshingly and never embarrassed. Then the camera turned in a wide arc around Meggie and repeatedly zoomed in on selected parts of the body surrounded by clothing - eyes, breasts. Buttocks, sneakers.

"Oh yes, you don't even know my hands yet."
After all ten fingers had been shown in detail, the camera stopped facing Meggie again.

Meggie smiled and stared a little into space. Nothing happened. Meggie grinned a little. Still nothing happened. She shifted a little, slightly nervously, on her legs, staggered her feet, crossed them, shifted her weight from one leg to the other. She scratched her cheek lightly with two fingers, flirted with a wacky facial expression, like someone who knows they are being watched and is in a good mood.

Then a door opened behind Meggie. One of these smart guys walked in and stood behind her. He was older. Must be three or four years older. He still looked young, but already much more experienced. Of course, Sabrina immediately noticed that this smart, tightly built guy was only wearing sporty panties. Then nothing. Sabrina really liked his upper body, which was wavy with light, not exaggerated muscle packs. The guy's mother must have come up with these proportions... somehow *****r ... together with those adventurous eyes...

"Wow..." Sabrina exclaimed.
"Do you like Cassius? I chose him for it."
"Uh... well.. looks really good .. so... on the outside... must be pretty self-absorbed, isn't it?"
"Nope, not at all. I mean... I think he's pretty, but average."
"Average??? ...ok ... your average is really quite high ..."
"Nonsense, now don't always put YOU down like that. You're cool."

Sabrina said nothing. She saw Cassius stand close behind Meggie. Very tight. Even tighter. Then he put his hands directly on Meggie's breasts from behind and slowly pushed his hands towards each other. The sweater piled up.

That was direct. Very direct.

"Yeah, so that's what it looks like when you squeeze my breasts on the sweater. And of course you can then knead and stuff... like you see here... oops.... mhhh...haha.. ."

Meggie smiled.

"Hey, he's fingering you as he pleases...doesn't that feel...weird...?"
"I like it even more when it happens under the pullover. And also a little softer at first," Meghie replied as if Sabrina's question had even remotely aimed in this direction. But that goes down best with the boys...

The boy's hands slipped under Meggie's sweater and started circling there.

"Oohhh..." said Sabrina.

Now Meggie's film voice could be heard again:
"It really doesn't feel bad. But I know that YOU prefer to see it without a pullover. It's the same with your chorale performances! Ok, then I'll put my hands up."

Meggie stretched. The boy pulled up the sweater. Higher. Even higher.
"Ok" said Sabrina, "now you can see it's D. Pretty big on your girly body. Well, I guess your mom really didn't choose it. That looks pretty much like a man's eyes."

Meggie smiled contentedly and now heard herself talking again in the film.

"I hope you like the bra I picked. I like these very simple...
The boy behind her grabbed both cups from the side and pressed them against each other in such a way that a deep gorge opened up between two soft melons pressed together.
"I hope one or the other of you guys likes to see that. But of course we can also do it a little more extensively."

Sabrina bit her lower lip.
"If our boys see that, I'll bet you they'll all be out of their pants in 10 seconds."
"Nice," Meggie commented in a completely different way than Sabrina was used to at home or would have expected.

A whole five minutes followed, in which Cassius, the boy behind Meggie's back, did nothing but lift Meggie's cups in all directions, deforming them, bouncing, jumping and letting them dangle slightly bent forward. He gently circled his fingers on the tip of the cup, let the filling almost squirt out of the cup with gentle and firm pressure and pushed Meggie's full D-cups in all imaginable directions.
He obviously liked it. And Meggie smiled seductively or pouted a little lasciviously.

"I really could have kissed him there. He did it really well," reported Meggie, "you look good, don't you?"
"Then why didn't you...kiss him right away?" Sabrina asked, on the one hand, teasingly, but also naively, without being able to deny the local customs a certain tingle in the back of her mind.

"Kissing at a hymn?!? Are you insane???" Meggie was indignant, "that's part of the Extisa."
Sabrina didn't ask.
She watched as Cassius watched himself over Meggie's shoulder as he played his hands with Meggie's cups. With smug, but also confidently controlling looks, he let Meggie's bra padding dance and swing. He lifted them up, deformed them, bulged them down, left and right, twisted them and let them melt on his fingers. He ran his fingers over her thinly wrapped nipples, one at a time, causing the buds to bulge the fabric of the cups slightly from the inside. Meggie just stood there, glancing backwards at Cassius or looking down at herself and seeing what he was doing.

Those five minutes must have seemed short to Cassius. Sabrina was also quite excited, but she was surprised that this type of presentation was so popular here.

Meanwhile, Meggie in the film announced: "Now I'm really nervous. Well, Cassius will now open my pants, because you'll want to see if I'm a good choice for an Extisa with you guys. So ... have your bum Mom and Dad had to have a long discussion and understand each other. Paoa wanted him to be rounder to touch ... Mom more delicate .. Not so thick ... Cassius ... you can now if you like ..."
Cassius liked. A lot. His task suits him very well.

Amazingly, one hand was enough for him. His fingers undid the trouser button from behind while he held Meggie's cup tightly with his other hand. Only then did he also use this hand to help open Meggie's zipper in slow motion. Now he slipped both hands into the open pants and pushed them down over Meggie's hips, where they stopped at the level of the back of the knees. Now the pretty guy was playing around with Meggie's buttocks, her elastic panties and the insides of her thighs. It looked like a wrnig as if he was about to go even further.

Then Cassius sat down in the waiting chair. He looked at Meggie's bottom, then turned her hips 180 degrees and pulled her onto his lap. Meggie stretched her arms backwards onto his knees and bent her upper body towards him. Cassius happily reached out again and arched Meggie's cups towards his lips.
The always speechless Sabrina counted on the fact that the smart boy would now attach his mouth to Meggie's melons. But instead Meggie said:
"So, my dears. That was my chorale performance. I would be happy if we got to know each other at my Extisa. It's good;"

The camera faded out. The short credits told what to do if you were interested in an Extisa with Meggie.

Sabrina had become quite warm.
"Tell me ... Meggie ... then everyone here with you could also watch the hymn performances of the boys?"
"Sure. Which one would you like to see? Brad? Or Juanito? You know whose performance I really like? ...Orgos'."
"Show me... and then maybe Enry's..."
"Oh, do you like Enry? He told me he can't decide on the third participant of his first Extisa. Maybe you'd like to apply. .."
Sabrina blushed.
"Hey, that... isn't as easy for me... as it is for you here... And... are we allowed to participate as guests?"
"Certainly," said Meggie happily, "our country is just opening up. We definitely want to be hospitable. You just introduce yourself to Enry..."
"You've already introduced me."
"No, with your own chorale performance, of course. And even if Enry doesn't choose you for his first Extisa, there will still be enough of them afterwards...and of course other guys who will then apply to you."
Sabrina gave a hesitant "...ok..." which was a sign of growing excitement.

Meanwhile, Meggie pressed "Start" again.
Orgos entered the room. That he was good-looking...very good...needed no special mention.
"I'm really looking forward to him participating in my first Extisa. I like his hair and his arms... what do you think of him?"
Sabrina nodded, but it was all a bit too much for her all at once.
"I...I have to...process all of this first...."
"I hope you like it at all with us," Meggie replied, a little worried, while she looked at Orgos' prominent chin in close-up. Then she added how excited she was for the return visit to Germany.
"Oh" said Sabrina, "this might seem rather boring to you. It's all more about relationships, leaving, cheating and finding a steady partner who you don't want to be cheated on by, getting married, secretly cheating...
"I can't imagine," said Meggie with a smile, "but you'll definitely show me that at some point!"
"Yes ... someday" Sabrina answered and watched how Orgos presented his beautiful upper body in a friendly way.

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