Once the drinks came I reached over and started rubbing her pussy once again. The bar wasnt crowded but it wasnt empty either. I continued rubbing he... pussy anyway, despite the fact that it was quite obvious that I was doing so. We finished our first drinks quickly and ordered to more and I spun her to the side to face several other men at the bar. Then I grabbed her legs and forced them apart so they had a great view of her beautiful pussy. She tried to close them quickly but I reached over. Her father's Hawaiian, and her mother was Swedish, but Malia's never even met her mother, really, because she went back to Sweden when Malia was, like, not even two. Oh, and hey, she's the same age as me. We were both born the same month, even. So, anyway, she was raised by her Hawaiian grandmother in a little village half way up the volcano. She would help her grandmother string flowers to make leis all while she was growing up. Since high school, she's been working as a model, but she says. But I have an idea. I can't get you out trouble but I can make the future better. Have you got your purse?" Yes." I'll be right there." Whatever you do, don't get caught."Carol knocked on the coach's door. Lisa answered. Carol gave her a cassette recorder, turned it on to record and told her to put it in her purse and try to have her purse so it would record whatever happened. Then, Carol quickly made her way back to her own room.Helen Thomas returned to her room with a belt she had borrowed. I grabbed a clean pair of jeans and slipped my feet into some sandals and followed the scent of grilled steaks to the dining room.Everyone was sitting at the table already. Kevin sat next to Kim, while Jon sat across from his mother and Ashley sat across from her father. Amy was there too, sitting in her usual place at the end of the table. I sat down at the head of the table.With a nod from her mother, Ashley said grace. While she was thanking God for our food, I thanked God for my new family.