They went into our HUGE stores, aghast. There is So much available, so little knowledge.I began to realize that they had their own, familiar products,...back home. This was the beginning of my thinking. That is what started my foray into the world of the Hispanic Culture and this story.In November of 2001, I opened a Tienda. We feature meat (geared to the Hispanic taste), produce, canned and dry goods ... all imported from Latin America, or geared to their lifestyle, their likes and tastes.It was. Bhagyashri gazed upward, noticing Sanjana’s revealing wardrobe.”It’s okay. I heard these moans and gasps, and looked up to see these women kissing.” she laughed. “i’ve never been woken up to that before.” she said as she stood up to stretch. “It looked interesting at the store, so I thought I’d check it out. I wasn’t trying to make you feel uncomfortable” trembled Sanjana.”It’s okay. Put it back on.” replied Bhagyashri as she sat back down, ready to watch all four hours of the DVD.”Really?”. They set off in her SUV, and the drive down the mountain was pleasant at this hour of the evening. They got to the Lodge, and the dining room was quiet, their table was by the window, so they could admire the scenery. Conversation was light and enjoyable, as they sipped wine, and waited for the meal to arrive. He asked her if she had given any thought to being his guide for the next couple of weeks. He didn't want to pressure her, but something about her made him want to spend time with. Thor pondered; was it the mortal's lack of sheer power which had forced the development of his mental acuity, his sense of strategy and tactics, to use whatever tools at hand to bring forth victory from hopelessness? More importantly, was Thor going to be able to unlearn his instincts enough to be able to learn this new paradigm?"Hail Thor Odinson, Prince of Asgard!" came a hail from the far side of the hill. Thor looked up from his ruminations, and saw a maiden step out from behind a tree,.