My youngest addition to my little harem was Josie with her baby face and immature body with smallish tits and almost no backside at all. Of course, sh... was only seventeen years old and would probably grow some more before she reached adulthood.The way she rode my desperate dick on that wagon was a source of great admiration from my widow wife and the other Mormon females that worked hard to get me to their own uses as much as possible.The Indian girl that had attached herself to our close. It was an odd one too, Lara mused as she stood between the two pillars on the platform formed by the bottom of the staircase, ten feet above the floor of the massive subterranean chamber.Since she was on a small island off the south coast of Island, the mere presence of a vast tomb here was strange enough, but the traps she'd had to make her way through or disarm made it stranger still. The poisoned darts and trap doors revealing acid baths were par for the course in a place that looked like it. I checked into the hotel in Portland, unpacked, and then called to confirm the first appointment for Monday. Since it was Friday, I had the weekend to look around. I thought about going to get some dinner, but instead sat staring at the phone. I finally dialed the number Karen had given me.On the third ring, I heard a soft voice say "Hello?" Is this Karen?" Oh God, is that you Billy?" Yeah it's me. How you doing?" I'm okay. Does this mean you are in Portland?" Sure am. You said you wanted to. After everyone had tried both bowls, I said, “Okay. Which is the hottest? Blue or green?”Jack and Pam voted green. The others all voted for the blue.I said, “It looks to be three to two in favor of the blue bowl.”Becky said, “The majority is wrong though, isn’t it?”“That’s true. There are three drops more hot sauce in the green bowl. You have to be careful about other person’s descriptions and make your own determinations.”Becky smiled. “Sandy Mom just gave us a life lesson.”Jack was smiling..