Once done, I found my stool and ordered another beer and shot. A few minutes past and she slid in between me and the guy next to mewaving a ten dollar...bill towards the barkeep. He noticed her right away and headed towards her. She ordered a white Russian and turned towards me, again I smiled but this time she said "Hello." The tequila's gave me a boost of confidence, "David" I said, extending my hand to her. She looked at me for a moment then replied with a cold "Karen". The bartender refilled. Violet had said something about them opening up a huge new section. There might be room for her to be alone, yet NOT be alone. The best of both worlds.She turned the stove on. It was a camping stove, propane. It looked weird, on the counter next to the electric refrigerator. That was her brother, mixing whatever was practical with no regard for esthetics. A cast iron wood burning stove gave the cabin what heat it had, a small gas generator giving her electricity for the lights and refrigerator.. The stairs were pretty steep, and halfway up Mabel dropped her handbag. Bending from the waist she picked it up. Sam walking right behind her, barely had time to stop, and just avoided banging his face into her bottom. As it was he had a perfect view up her dress, he could see her bum clearly as she wasn’t wearing any knickers. Also, as she had one foot on the next step up, her legs were apart and he saw her bushy golden pubic hair between her legs. The last time he had seen her naked hairy. Außerdem wusste sie am Ende, wer ihre Brötchen bezahlte und sorgte immer für die richtige Information wenn sich z.B. seine Frau meldete. Jetzt betrat er den Vorraum: Guten Tag, begrüßte er die beiden Frauen. Welche von ihnen hat den Termin um 11:30? Beide Frauen meldeten sich natürlich. Er lächelte beide an und sagte, na das ist ja ein Zufall zwei Sahneschnitten gleichzeitig. Er stieg direkt unverschämt ein. Nach seiner Erfahrung brachte es nichts sich dem Thema langsam zu nähern. Schließlich.