Then I realized that my high school Spanish probably wasn't going to be of much help. But it was the only foreign language I knew anything about.Two m...re days went by, we left Seattle for Oakland, and still no translator. Turns out the club was looking for somebody in Baltimore, figuring that a local man would be best, since he'd be home for half of the season with the club. But Japanese interpreters were in pretty short supply in Baltimore. They were trying the universities and calling. She was facing towards me, he firm young tits bounced lightly as he rammed her insanely hard, a look of pure ecstasy painter her face. He grabbed a handful of her lush red hair, yanking it back for leverage, her trim body arced back, thrusting her tits out for my viewing pleasure. My mouth had gone dry, my cock straining to be released. I looked up and down the corridor, horniness over riding sheer common sense, as I unzipped my jeans and reached down pulling out my 7 inch dick. I was at. But I don't know when she works and I don't want to ask her for fear she might get suspicious. Could you ask your wife if she could find out her schedule, if it's not too much of a problem?" God I hate lying like this."Oh sure, that's not a problem at all. From what my wife has told me they post the schedules for everyone to see. I'm sure she won't have any problems getting it for you. How soon do you need it?" As soon as possible. I need to start making hotel reservations and so on. When do. I’m not sure but she is surely a bombshell! And she wore skin-tight t-shirts and skinny jeans which showed off her hour-glass structure pretty well. For a moment there I was lost. As soon as I came back to my senses I interviewed her.She seemed like a really sweet girl, not like one of those spoilt bitches. She had a really impressive resumé and a goddess-like figure. So I had made up my mind. She was delighted to know that she had been selected a few days later. We had a really important fest.