"Spot a beer bottle in the ditch?"'SNIPE!'The driver never stopped ... he'd just coast along."Whoever saw it would jump off the fender, grab the bottl... and hand it in the window to whatever girl happened to be adventuring with them. She would put the bottle in a 'shell, ' a beer case, the successful snipe hunter jumps up on the fender and keeps looking."24 bottles is 48 cents at any tavern ... plus the shell. Any reasonable Saturday morning hunting Snipe would net you $5.00."Five dollars would. Only when the rattling of chains stopped did Karin open her thighs slightly. She smiled as she heard the desperate intake of air from beneath her. "Only good boy have air." She said as she returned to her work. Karin continued to read her notes and then started to answer questions from previous exam papers. She filled one page with her scribbles and then turned over and continued to write. It was going well, if this question came up in this year's exam then she would be fine. An hour had passed. I bowed to her and took her hand. I placed a kiss on her dainty hand and I told her "Princess, you look absolutely magnificent. Your Highness, would you allow this measly commoner to escort you to your carriage?" She was a bit taken aback and merely nodded as I led her to the door.As we stepped out of the door her eyes bugged out and her jaw dropped to her chest. Before her was a golden stretch limousine with a chauffer holding the door open for her to enter. The limo had flags on the front. Roni couldn't pull Kim away from playing with the younger kids, but Frank managed the feat most of the time. There were times, though, when it was clear Kim wanted to be left alone."Uh, oh," Tuan remarked at bedtime. "Kim is playing sad tunes on her flute. It's going to be a rough day tomorrow." That's a very pretty song, and she plays it so well," Nancy remarked. "I wish I could play something that beautifully." You're the best of us with a skin flute," Beatrice quipped to Nancy; then turned.