Ben said they should also do homestay across US and hopefully get to show off their wives a little. They were turn on by the idea and start searching ...or a place to stay. They posted a group picture of them in a forum asking for people to accommodate them. Their wives wear as seducing as possible but didn't reveal too much. They received positive and negative respond. Some insulted them saying they are cheap and just get a hotel. Some directed to their ethnic background calling them yellow. She was certain he wouldn’t underestimate her or other women again anytime soon. No, lately the growing impatience with him was more about his excessive smoking of pot.Although she had experimented with it too when she was young and she was really trying to keep an open mind about it, she was convinced that it wasn’t good for him. He simply smoked too much and that made him slow, clumsy and worst of all, terribly conceited. True, not more conceited than a week ago, when she had thought of his. I could not see Katie’s face but her distinctive red hair was enough for me to recognize her. She was on her knees in front of some guy I had never seen before and I was sure her head was bobbing up and down. To confirm my suspicions, the guy let out a moan while his eyes were closed. I knew Katie was a slut but I had no idea she was this bad. There was more for me to see though. Without being spotted by Katie or the random guy, I walked further in and into an open stall where I saw Ellie. She gave him a brief grin that looked as scared as he knew his own was, and she slipped through the door to the kitchen, whispering the words water and kettle. He sighed and waited to follow her until his heart could obey him better and stop beating so foolishly fast."Mmmm," she murmured, leaning back in her chair with her eyes almost shut. Dreamily, her pink tongue-tip came out to lick a tiny tendril of stew from the edge of her lip. "I could have another bowl and be full. But that was so.