He said he is the shok owner, Vasu, since all the technicians are on leave because of the festival, there was no other way to help he himself closing ...he shop and coming. He went around the house and fetched a big stool and he removed my bed and the sheet.I was worried whether there was any unused or used condoms underneath the bed. Luckily none was there. Vasu climbed on the big stool and perched on top of it and took a close look at the fan. Vasu came in a lungi and a colorful T shirt. I did. There were two stallions and eighteen mares, a good start for a breeding herd he thought. The beasts were magnificent; he estimated at least fifteen hands high and so big that they certainly frightened the children, and even some of the men. Scott believed they would be capable of carrying an armoured man into battle and he set his smiths to making armour for himself and for the biggest and strongest of the Rounceys. He named the horse 'Albannach' - Scotsman - and began to ride him every day so. He removed the shirt, tossing it into the opposite corner of the sofa. Then removing his undershirt, he casually leaned back in his seat, nude before her, awaiting her inspection."O.K. I'm done. Now it's your turn."Caroline tensed, her nervousness showing. "I have to warn you. I'm not what you might be expecting. I hope you'll try to understand." Well, I'm trying," he said, his confusion growing. "What could possibly be such a big concern?" You don't understand," she replied, breaking eye. We cruised down I-70 to Oakley and topped off the fuel again there before continuing east to Salina. Kansas is fairly flat, and we breezed along on the clear roads. It was growing very late before we neared Salina, and I was considering stopping for the night since it was close to 8:00 PM. We did stop for more coffee and to eat in addition to topping off the fuel again. The Sisters were very insistent, however, that they wanted to sleep in my bed tonight and not in some hotel bed.We turned on.