They were tall with slim, hourglass figures. Their boobs were full but proportional to their bodies. Even to Barb, they looked good enough to eat. The...ride to Bill’s house took a little over an hour. The girls shared a bottle of champagne and talked about the night before. The twins said they had a great time. The guy they were with was just beside himself to have the hot twin experience. The majority of the time he watched them play with each other. He like all men wanted for them to blow him.. It was funny. This was the first timethey had really been alone together and they were still whispering asthough they could be caught at any time. He moved round and startedleading her into the living room while still kissing and feeling herup. He backed her up right into the room trying to find the sofawithout stopping their kissing.He found it, but not quite as he had planned. The back of his legs hitthe arm of the sofa just as he pulled her further another step and losthis balance. He. . A quick check of my pack reveals that I am not prepared for a night on the hill. Yikes!In the distance I see a small structure, that looks like is might a place of refuge. I follow the over grown path and find that it is a cabin in the woods that has not been used in some time. Although whomever built it took great pains as it is sound and solid.I knock - no answer.I try the door and with some effort it opens... The cabin is dark and cold. Has not been used in a while. I turn on my pen light. Nawaji’s face broke into a huge grin. “Yes, Father, his name is Lewis Clark, and he was named Strong Hand by a Pawnee war chief after easily defeating their best fighter,” she explained proudly.“Welcome Strong Hand. Word of your exploits arrived two days ago, and I sent messengers to spread word to the Cheyenne and Arapaho,” Nawaji translated as he spoke rapidly and clasped my arm.“Thank you,” I replied, relieved by his acceptance. “I would like to ask permission to plant crops and raise horses.