"I waved back and answered, "Good day to you, too, my friend. Where are you headed?" Ah, señor, I am joyfully headed home after a Spring of working o... a ranch just north of here. I have sent enough money home that I can spend the rest of the year working my own little place and enjoying life with my family." Congratulations, señor, you are indeed a fortunate man! Since we appear to be headed in the same general direction, May I join you for a while?" Yes, I would like that. Conversation eats up. Practice apparently did make perfect.The body wasn’t removed until just shortly before they left. A lot of photographs were taken, samples were collected, and one of the forensic technicians took Matti’s fingerprints. Pictures were taken of his facial injuries. Matti hadn’t realized that the block of wood Bert Fontaine had slipped on had left a gouge in the earth at his feet, along with an impression of his boot heel in the bark of the block. This was photographed and the wood removed in an. His hand found my knee and his fingers starting making a trail straight to the top of my legs.The plane was almost empty and I suggested perhaps we would be uninterrupted if we moved towards the back of the plane where there were hardly any passengers.In our new seats and without anyone close by, he resumed his voyage up my leg. By the time his fingers found my pubic area, I was dripping wet. He got up for a minute, grabbed one of those thin blankets from the overhead compartment and laid it. Why don't you sit down and sing along with me?" I'd be honoured!" I told her eagerly.I sat down on the rock beside her and we sang:"I now have found a gentle friend,I now have found a man.He alone has not succumbedTo the gentle song of the Lorelei!"Once the song was over, the Lorelei said:"Thank you, Feodor Sib-Harra for freeing me of the spell that imprisonedme here on this enchanted rock. In return for your kindness, I will giveyou my old mandolin." Thank you, Lorelei!" I said as she gave me.