She only hangs out with her girl friends and the only time she talks to a guy is when she rejects them, or in my case, calls them a pervert.”“I do...’t really understand that girl to be honest.”“Me neither. But I don’t want to try and figure it out. Let’s just enjoy this trip and I’ll think about it later.”“Sounds good, but um, do you mind answering a question for me?”“Uh, sure. What’s up?”“What is Lexi to you?”“What’s that supposed to mean?”“Y'know, is she like a friend? Relative?” she paused. ”The waiter says, “Sure. Coming right up.”He gets the Indian a tall mug of coffee... The Indian drinks the coffee down in one gulp, takes a selfie with his cell phone, then turns and blasts the buffalo with the shotgun, causing parts of the animal to splatter everywhere and then just walks out.The next morning the Indian returns. He has his shotgun in one hand, pulling another male buffalo with the other.He walks up to the counter and says to the waiter:“Want coffee.”The waiter says “Whoa!. When we were both inside and he locked the door he asked me if I was already dressed (meaning in panties), when I said no he told me to get dressed in the master bedroom en suit bathroom. As I got changed I could hear him in the bedroom, sounding like he was looking for things. As I stepped out of the bathroom, wearing my red lace lingerie, he was already naked on the bed. I could see a small collection of things next to him, but all I could focus on was his throbbing dick. Stepping forward I. Your eyes sparkled with anticipation. A wry smirk traced your lips. You seemed to know that tonight you were going to be thoroughly fucked and hard. Your face was framed nicely as your hair fell loosely to the sides. This was a good thing too as planned on fisting my hands through it. You wore tight fitting lingerie. It was purple and hugged your curves in all the right places. Your large breasts were pushed full and inviting, your ass being hugged with a sexy pair of boy shorts. I needed to.