I’d been hoping to find something else, anything else man-made in that heap as I worked, but no luck. Then I even sorted the bones and spent a few h...urs trying to guess what a****ls they had come from. Beavers, foxes, wolves, mountain lions? I had no idea, and no way to carry any of them along with me when we did leave. I washed my hands and got another drink, then carried some more water to my friend and tried to get it down him. His head wound was looking some better, but I knew it was still. Lynn was wearing a japanese style kimono. She was putting the finishing touches to their hearty breakfasts, the three of them having worked up quite an appetite after their exhaustive sexual exploits of this morning and last night. Steve walked up behind Lindi Loo, he placed his phone and wallet on the counter, patted her arse and reached his hands under her armpits, giving her tits a nice squeeze he told her. "That breakfast looks as gorgeous and edible as you two naughty little minxes". Lynn. "Now get all your underwear and start modeling."She quickly obeyed and put all her underwear on the table. It was a big heap."Start where you like."She put on a white bra and white panties."Turn around."She felt like she was being examined. She turned around so he could see her butt."Boring. Next."She quickly stripped again. This time she put on a black panty and bra."Hmmm. Not bad. Keep this one."She stripped and put the black underwear on a separate heap. Now she put on another white. ..”“That was but an notion of mine half a century ago. Anyway, give Tessa a chance – we’re already past the golf courses.”“I’m just looking. I’ve never seen so many houses. The past few days were only my second time in Adelaide.”“Well, Sydney’s over four times Adelaide’s population. Edging five million, I think. By the way, UNSW’s over there. We just passed through Kensington. This is Moore Park. Now Paddington. There are some arts places around here. The Art Gallery is on our left and over.