She takes the sandwich and seems to attack it. She was hungry after all.“No beer how come, everyone here seems to have a cooler full of beer or win...?”“Well I don’t drink so I did not bring any and I did not figure on company so I did not bring anything else. If I had known you would be joining me I would have included some wine or beer. Besides are you old enough to be drinking?” You avoid the question.“That’s okay the soda is fine and the sandwich is really good, thanks, guess I was a. The expression is "going native," and as we bobbed our way out of the city limits, it was hard to tell which of us was which. Certainly not flattering attire, but I'm a gal of limited needs. Most of the time my clothing is covered in dust; oh, not from ancient tombs though, but from ancient books. I practically live in the library, which is why I found being in the field so exhilarating.As the sun rose high, nearing its zenith, my guide halted our procession at a cluster of scrub-like trees. Tiny strings of creamy saliva stretched between her upper and lower molars. Her shiny pink lips converged. I looked up. Her eyes rolled back as she blinked slow and long in anticipation of delicious ecstasy.A blast of sweet warm breath greeted me as she closed her mouth and tugged the spoon out her mouth. All went black. Then bedlam started. I was sloshed and spun around. Her warm, slippery tongue mixed me with the cream and the crushed nuts. I cowered my body a ball. Over and over her teeth. .. Remember you have five minutes, yep you do."Not more than a few minutes later she and the last guy wearing underwear dealt their cards and by this time Gina was seriously feeling the shots she had consumed over the course of the evening. As she picked up her cards, again she got that intense look of, "Oh, shit," as she intently focused and repositioned her cards several times. She ultimately laid her cards down in a reluctant, "I've been cheated" manner.After being re-dealt, she instantly.