I struggled with my newfound feminine decorum and tried to speak out, butit was difficult. "I had hoped," I said lamely, "that you might have hadtime...to retrieve more. Didn't you say you hoped to return to the winery?" Ah, yes," he said with a chuckle. "But alas, I have not yet gone. It isthe height of the Market, you see. In another few days I shall leave forthe winery and return . . . shall we say a month? Market Day in Iunius?" A month?" I asked hopelessly."No, no, my friend," Julius. The US Embassy in Mongolia also assisted them very well, they proposed a good interpreter to them. Amy and Ken negotiated with some transport entrepreneurs and they flew to the local center of the expedition area. Mongolian winter is same cold as the Siberian winter, so Ken's and Amy's achievements were fantastic. When they came back Amy told us laughing the next expedition would be in the Antarctica. Ken told us Amy had big prestige in the local center, because he knew so well to ride on. Finally she stood, her eyes down, she looped her fingers on the hips of her panties and pulled them down.I was pleased at how well I’d taught her as she stood with her hands behind her back, eyes down. I got off the stool and walked slowly over to her.Claire kept her head bowed, her beautiful red hair cascading over her shoulders. Her body was perfection. I ran my hands over that smooth pale flesh, down over her tummy, her ab muscles well defined from all the competitions in her swimming club.. Maybe I could pick Kaleigh's brain, and try to piece-meal what happened to us this morning.I tiptoed back into the master bedroom and got dressed in a pair of blue jeans and navy polo shirt. Just as I was about to head out to scrounge up some grub, I heard Kaleigh stir in the bed and lazily ask, "Are you wearing that to church this morning?"I turned back to her and chuckled at her question. I pointed to the alarm clock on her nightstand and said, "Maybe if we go tonight. You see what time it.