She thought she understood her mother, but it had become crystal clear that she did not at all, not in the least.- "Mother, Saint Paladin Mary Deeproc..., explain yourself!" she demanded with a fierce voice. "Why do you..." she wanted to ask before her brain unfortunely started connecting the dots. Her eyes widened at the realization.- "Paladins of Deeprock, a crystal cave, anal debauchery..." she put her hands on her mouth, as if trying to force her from emitting the logical conclusion. "Oh. Approaching the area, I was interested in I was surprised by motion to my left. I turned and was confronted by a group of the gorilla a****ls. The group consisted of two males, two females and three young. While processing this encounter of gorillas only thirty feet from me, I was aware of movement to my right in a tree. Cautiously, I turned but with glances back and forth finally found the source of the movement in the tree. It was two boys from the native people standing on branches and. We got everything from our cars into our rooms whichtook a while. We figured if we like the place it would be our home the next2 years so we each brought lots of stuff to make it feel that way. Ibrought a TV that my parents had gotten me and we stuck it on the table inthe corner of the living room.Once, we were finished we went downtown to grab food, a few beers and catchup. Yes, both of us aren't quite 21 yet. I turn it in December right beforebreak and he turns it in November. But we each. The air was warm and humid with the combined heat of over a hundred bodies. Michael ducked into an open space against the wall. He scanned the room, eyeing elegant suits of armor and classical busts. On the wall closest to was a large, finely framed oil painting of a woman. She was topless, wearing only a long dark skirt and a Victorian style choker around her neck. She held a riding crop primly in one hand. An inscription at the base of the painting read: Victoria Marplecroft. Founder. Circa.