"Simone motioned to me and I ladled out two portions, one for her and onefor me."Mmm it is good Grandpa. I think I know what it is," Simone declared a...we both ladled a second portion into our bowls."You'd better ask Morag. She cooked it," Grandpa Weston added.Morag arrived with the main courses for herself and grandpa as shesettled beside the old man Simone spoke to her mum."Is this what I think it is mum?" Yes darling, go on, tell your beloved Michelle."Simone turned to me and. They couldn’t even be identified. On the other hand, if they were criminals, then Noah might be able to use their severed heads as confirmation of their deaths and collect a bounty. He had been in a lot of bad situations and chaotic timelines, so this mindset was a skill he knew he could rely on and use as he needed.Once the bodies were dealt with, Noah took his seat at the front of the wagon and Tin joined him. The two extra horses were tethered to the sides of the wagon and would follow. He looks around nervously again. "I'm telling you, it's all good," I reassure him. With that he reaches out slowly and you feel him touching your ass cheek. He rubs it all around then he grabs a big chunk. "Mmmmm..." you moan. "Shit...." he says realizing you actually like it and it's all okay. Then he steps back, not wanting to push it. The other one looks at me and I tell him, "Your turn." He steps up much more quickly and grabs both your cheeks with two hands firmly. "Mmmm....." you. "Japanese culture is... different."Kitty laughed. "Duh. You're just used to the American culture... orjust monoculture. Have you ever been anywhere else in the world?" Sheasked."Heh. No. Oh wait. South America once... I think. But why would I wantto?" I responded.-hmmm-Kitty eyed me disbelievingly. "Why wouldn't you? Art. Culture.Language. Food. Architecture. History. Different perspectives.Different ways of living. Different priorities... The USA is just...so small and insular. I want to see.