I mean I like being with her as in being close. How do I put this? I like her as a very close friend.”Karen paused for a second and looked at her da...ghter. “You're telling me you like her like you would a boy?”“Yes, I think I do.”“Is this something you have told her? Have you and she... fooled around?”“We spent the night together a couple of weeks ago, remember? We talked, we kissed, we talked; and I think I want to spend more time with her. More intimate time.”“You're wondering how we'll. Cherie went crazy. She ran to the edge of the fence right behind home plate and screamed at the umpire, using the vilest language possible.Her behavior was nothing new. At every game Cherie would sit right behind home plate and lambast the coaches and the umpire about their ability to coach or umpire a game. She was known by everyone as that Asian Bitch. Beautiful to look at but impossible to put up with. But they had to put up with her. She was a player’s mom and had every right to attend. Usuallythese place were run by old people, no young attractive girls dressedso kinky.'Thank you, I hope you have a room for me it's terrible out there!'She looked at him.'I am not the owner but my Mistress will be back tomorrow, shall I takeyou to your room it is prepared?''Yes please, I'm so tired.''Well you will need your rest for tomorrow.''Tell me about it!'She led him upstairs. He couldn't help staring at her tight ass underher maid's outfit, what was this place?They arrived at the room,. It felt heavenly to relax in the slightly sulfureous waters, cooled by judicious inflow from the chilly creek, and I truly relaxed for the first time since leaving the Sandwich Isles. We learned much about the trail ahead, and of the dangers and obstacles that lay athwart it.After four days, I became anxious to continue, and we headed out, me pulling the loaded sledge and Kodaco scouting carefully to make sure there was not any ambush waiting outside the protected zone. By traveling his scouted.