Get your kit off if you feel more comfortable; leave it on if you don’t. Tell you what.’ He reached into a cupboard and pulled out a length of dye... cloth. ‘Nip into the bedroom and wrap this round yourself. It’s a Malayan sarong. You’ll be cool but you’ll keep your modesty. Pass me the wine.’I went into the bedroom, took off my clothes and wrapped the sarong around my waist. I was more comfortable, but very self-conscious as I returned to find Anna and Ian sat at the table, helping themselves. The mashed-up banana stumps went on top of the hot rocks and coals, then the pig in its chicken wire blanket. There were a lot more banana leaves that got piled on top, followed by a large wet burlap sheet. This was then covered with the dirt from the hole.“You ready to go?”“Yeah, but who’s going to keep an eye on this thing?”“It’s taken care of, don’t worry about it.”We headed around front and got into the meat wagon. It was about a 30-minute drive to the east side of the island. We arrived at. "The blonde teenager walked up to him and pushed him down on a chair. He kept stroking as she started dancing. She turned around and swayed her hips. The sight of her tight, teenage ass made him salivate. Her skirt was super short and if she just bent over a little, he would be able to see her underwear. She turned around and unzipped her sweater, throwing it aside. Underneath, she was wearing nothing. He stroked himself faster as she came close to him and grazed her big tits against his face.. "What just happened?"~*~Gohan had never been so embarrassed in his life. He had felt sorry for Clarinet when she had been so abruptly abandoned by Videl, and had enjoyed her company.What the hell had happened? He had-His face flamed, and he flew home.~*~Dende was reading through several of the scrolls that Mr. Popo had brought him. Many were so old that the writing wasn't legible. Others had huge pieces missing. He was trying his best to find out the origin of the Springs, and find out who had.