The suitcase couldn't remain in the boarding housesince the room wasn't in use any more."Sarah received this bit of news with undisguised joy."I have ...o say, it is a strange method of communicating to me that Sarahnow lives here," Mom said in a lightly ironic tone. Then she continuedwith a much more friendly face, "That's not meant to apply to you," shesaid to Sarah, "you are heartily welcome here with us."Sarah's once doubtful face now radiated once again. "Many thanks. I feelvery welcome. I don't remember meeting her or even talking to her but the funny thing is I remember that vespa. Later that day a cute girl rolled up to my work space and parked in front of me and I noticed it was the same vespa that rode past me earlier. As she dismounted her Italian bike she took her helmet off and said can you help me like that last time? Then I remembered her asking me to help her check her air pressure about a week ago. I asked her if she rode by my shop earlier today but it was not her. I swept off the pad, but it didn't really need it, as I hadn't tracked much of anything into the tent. The entire thing was designed to fold up into a 1x1 foot square, which was kind of cool, and it fit easily into the bottom of the backpack that way.Ten minutes later I had the tent cleaned out, the stakes pulled and the entire thing stored in its own bag which fit nicely inside the backpack on top of the pad, leaving room alongside it for the sleeping bag, once it was rolled up. Except for. He said, "i'm Jeffrey, thanks for the help". Britney replied, "no problem at all. i'm Britney." Jeffrey offered her a drink and she accepted and they sat and talked for a bit. Jeffrey then came to re-fill Britney's cup and tripped and spilled water all over Britney's shirt. "i'm so sorry Britney. i slipped and i dont know what happened, let me help you clean that up" he came over with a towel and started drying Britney's shirt. as he did this he ran the towel over her breasts and gave them.