" Don said getting up.Amanda went back into the bathroom to dry her hair and put on her makeup. As she dried her hair she didn't hear the door to her ...oom opening. Only when the thud of the door closing grabbed her attention did she say anything."Hey honey, let's go to a magic show today. I've always thought that would be fun." She called out.Unbeknownst to her that her husband was still in the process of finding some ice. The machine on their floor was out of order so he had to go downstairs.. "Her arm shot up as if spring-loaded, ready to be shaken. "I'm Felice, Annie's roommate. She talks about you all the time."I dreaded what she might have known. "I saw your note. Did you vanquish your opponent in straight sets?"She dropped her gym bag with a side pocket for her racket. "Nope. Tennis practice was cancelled due to the campus wide 'Match Up' experiment."'Match-Up' sounded like what Annie had done for my birthday, matching me with a series of hot coeds. Well, except for Anita. But. All the women followed suit. He took a good look at the man walking out of the deepening shadow of the mountains and felt the chill pass down his spine and his bowels loosen. He could barely stand but quickly saluted the Shaman.The Shaman? How? It's a day's march to the home village. Why?Shaven headed, covered in a red gold cloth wrapped in the traditional manner, sandal shod, without a speck of dust on him, the Shaman glared at the husband and wife for two minutes; he turned to Dama,"Woman!. Melissa got up off her father's lap and stood before him, posing like a model."You like looking at my boobs, don't you, Daddy?" They're gorgeous, honey, absolutely gorgeous," breathed Don, his last ounce of will-power slipping rapidly."Would you like to see more?", she asked doing a sexy little pirouette in front of him.Before he could answer, Melissa slowly opened her robe, watching with satisfaction as her father made no move to stop her. She could see the lust in his eyes as he stared at her.