Gods, she needed—“Otrera.”Quirking a brow, she looked between the two nymphs. They smiled at her, but otherwise continued to caress and spoil he.... Could have just been her mind?“Otrera.”No, definitely not her mind. She stood up, glanced around, and then looked at the nymphs. “Hear that?”They shook their heads.“This ... is your garden, right? If someone was here, you’d know?”They nodded. Of course they’d know, they were nymphs, the Hesperides.She frowned, reached down to pick up her scabbard,. "Should we get something done with your hair?" asked Ann. "Myhairdresser is almost next door to this store. I'm sure she'd fit youin without an appointment." So a few minutes later I found myself in asalon. I was given a gown to put on. It was warm in the salon and I wasglad to be given a cold drink. Soft music was playing. I started tofeel drowsy....I don't know how long I was asleep, but I awoke to see my reflection inthe mirror. Was it really me? Blonde highlights in my hair, which hadbeen. One of those guests was a busty eightteen year old colored girl, Katie. The drink flowed, along with the music, and Katie seemed to spend an inordinate amount of time with me. I figured that she fancied me, so I decided to take a little risk. I kissed her, and stuck a hand up her blouse to fondle one of her breasts. I didn’t get slapped, so I put the other hand up her skirt, running my fingers over the gusset of her panties. When that didn’t get my face slapped, I put my other hand up her. There were also a number of hot springs where the temperature of the pools of water ranged from just slightly warm to near boiling. Each temperature had its own ecosystem with the color varying from greens and blues in the cooler ones to reds and browns in the hotter regions.There were herds of bison, some moose, and a variety of other wildlife. There were the Paint Pots which were another set of hot pools with colored muds of a whole spectrum of colors. At Mammoth Hot Springs we walked among.