"As Tami opened a bottle she had taken from the small refrigerator beneath the bar, Laurie noted the large painting hanging on the wall. It depicted a... young couple, obviously Mr. and Mrs. Ryan when they were first married. Mr. Ryan was a handsome man, with a carefully trimmed beard and mustache. Mrs. Ryan, the former Miss Tamaguchi, was a very attractive Japanese woman. Both were major participants in community activities and Laurie remembered her mother once saying they had met while Will Ryan. There's one small towel in my pack, use that and then just wrap yourself in the blanket till you warm up and dry off properly." I was getting quite a good fire going as I spoke and mother did as I suggested and walked over to my pack and found the old towel.She made quite a picture as she dried herself, vigorously, breasts wobbling and bum jiggling, and my mind began to drift from our troubles. By the time she was wrapped in the rug and huddling closer to the fire, I had dug the pot and mug. We ended up playing cards, a kind of high card game where the bets were dares. I remember it ended up being a kind of "strip-high card" thing, and at a certain point we had to close the tent flaps as it became obvious that neither of us wanted to be caught by the rest of troop in that stage of undress. (Much less caught by the scout leaders!)Eventually we got down to underwear, then nothing, and then the dares got into that sort of boy thing that happens: "If you lose you got to kiss my butt.". I was working for an airlines company. One day she came and told that one of her vendor an Arab wants to marry her, I just laughed and giggled at her, this is not the first time she is getting an offer for marriage. Some days later she again came and said that the guy knew I was married and so he asked her whether she can go with him for a date once. This time too I laughed as usual, this went on a regular basis and the Arab started to flirt with her. She comes home has to say only about him,.