Do you know why this is so, dear grandchildren of mine, Dannyand Manny?" Is it a Transbike Tree?" queried Lonnie."Why no," chuckled the kindly oldster... "But that is an excellent idea fora story, or a few dozen virtually identical stories. This, oh belovedprogeny of my Loins, is The Wonderful Magical Wishing Tree. One need butbelieve in the magic of the Wonderful Magic Wishing Tree to have theirFondest Wishes granted!" Really?" piped Timmy and Jimmy in unison. And immediately wished theirwishes. After checking in with the busty Jamaican receptionist, Katie and I made our way through the lavishly decorated lobby to the gold doors of the elevator, while our luggage was brought up by a pair of handsome bellboys in red uniforms. After generously tipping them, we entered the room we would call home for the next two weeks. Katie shrieked with joy upon crossing the threshold, first racing to the immaculate dining area, then peeking into the bedroom, before racing to the french doors and. But then you stepped forward, sliding your arms under mine to reach the front hook, and quickly unfastened it, pulling it slowly, smoothly open before letting the edges drop to my sides.They couldn't see you, but they saw your hands. I gasped, but the reaction from the table was instinctive and very positive. The men's muffled exclamations merged with movements of their hands as they adjusted themselves furtively under the table. One of them slowly rubbed one palm over his face in what seemed. The only thing that I could hear was the faint whispering of the lake, and my alarm-like heartbeat which seems to echo around the room.By this time, Asuna and I had removed all of our clothing. We had been kneeling on the bed in front of one another for about 2 and a half minutes. I couldn't read Asuna's expression as she balled up her fists on her knees and looked down. I thought that I should probably be the one to take the first action in this situation, but not being able to predict the.