”“Hmm yes,” Ellen replied, “Those taste horrible but they are great if you have a cold.”Natalia wasn’t surprised about the fact those frui...s had other qualities than only being a nutrient. “Thanks for the tip, I’ll bare that in mind.”As they were satisfying their hunger Ellen guided Natalia to a large building at the edge of the garden.“This building,” Ellen said as she neared the large door, “is the main conference hall and usually once a year all the country leads come together but now we are. They asked us whether we'd like to sit inside or out and we chose outside. It was, after all, a beautiful summer day, and Christina's bits would be easier to see in the sunlight.The waitress stopped by and told us about the specials, which included their drink of the day, a Vodka Sunrise. Christina and I looked at each other, and she nodded before I said, "We'll take two." The waitress headed out as we perused the menu."Is there anything in particular that they're really good at here?". Where the trunks crossed was a thick clump of branches. It seemed to be enough to hide in if she could get high enough without being seen. A quick look back at no one pursuing her convinced her to chance it. She leaped at the small trunk, her slight body barely made it move at all. In spite of the scratchiness to her bare legs, she hiked up her skirt to her waist, exposing her firm ass and pussy to any and all eyes that might be looking and started carefully climbing to that juncture while. ”“You’re a college grad?” she asked.“No -- I dropped out my junior year. I was an electrical engineering major, but I spent too much time hanging around the campus radio station and not enough time with my studies. I got my GROL...”“What’s that?”“It’s a General Radiotelephone Operator’s License -- from the FCC. It certifies I have basic knowledge of broadcast radio and television regulations, technology and practices. It’s not legally required for operating a broadcast station, but this station.