I ran to her room. The door was open. I peeped inside her room. All I could see was her sleeping (half-naked). I looked again to check if the man was ...one. I ran towards the main door to see if his shoes were there.It was confirmed that he went away. I went inside the room, where she lay, half-naked. The blanket only covered her upper back and ass. Slowly, I moved the blanket to expose her big ass. I could see the big ass she hid from me. It was so thick that neither her pussy nor her anal was. For me, there were plenty of places for casual climbing — more vertical hiking that actual rock climbing, but very similar to what I had around Lake Melones. Their were some steeper sections at the south end of the lake where the Rice Fork and Eel Rivers were divided by McLeod Ridge. There were some nice climbs up to 2400 feet of vertical that didn't include any real sheer faces, but that was fine with me. I didn't want to scare anyone with the riskier stuff anyway.I didn't know just how. “Who sent it anyway?” he pressured. When she did not answer, he grabbed the gold-rimmed invitation from the table and waved it in her face.“Who sent you this?”“It’s from Marianne,” she replied.“Marion? Who the Hell is Marion?” he yelled, scrunching the heavy paper in his hand.“Marianne, not Marion,” she snapped.He threw the invite in her face and screamed like a c***d having a tantrum “Don’t you correct me! I may not have gone to your hoity-toity girl’s school and have had all Daddy’s money. Behind me and taught me how to light the stove. Thereafter he was not going away from me.He started teaching me everything like how much sugar tea powder etc meanwhile I could feel his hairy chest rubbing on my.back. slowly.I.could feel a bulge on his trouser pressing against my ass. I.asked him to.move away little so that I am more comfortable. For this all of.a sudden he said your body odour is very sexy and kept.his hands on my.bare waist and pulled it close to him and kissed my neck. He had.