He was still hesitating a little, despite the jibes until she finally said, "Come on little brother. I dare you! Let's make it interesting and have a ...bet or are you chicken?".That was it! He could never refuse a dare and found it even harder to turn down a bet."ALL RIGHT, Okay then you're on" he said as Tamara squealed and jumped in the air clapping her hands.* * * * * * * * * * * *It was later the next day that Tamara and Matthew sat in her hotel room dressed in their everyday clothes. A. I really had believed that both women were happy with the way they already were. Nobody willingly wants to have their mind tampered with. And I remember the warnings about making these kind of changes after they've had a chance to settle into their thought patterns."What brings this about?" We've been comparing notes," Darci answered. "And going back over our operational manuals. We've come to realize that each of us is missing some of what the other really enjoys." We hoped," Jennie jumped in,. "Fine, I think we should all get some food before we meet with the elders," he waves me off.Gunga Din nods to me as well and turns to give young Galahad a hand back up."The grass is fine, Galahad, but you can not spend you life huddle in a ball by the gate," he says in his usual calm tone."I don't care where I spend my life," Galahad comes back. "Just as long as I don't have to get back into that thing." He waves an accusatory hand to the Hummer."It's an acquired taste," Gunga Din agrees and. I never got to watch her work a room full of half in the bag horny men, like Dad had seen when he met her. But she certainly had all the qualifications as far as I could see right then. Porsche wiggled her tight ass at me, ground on my lap, and teased me with her full (and fake as I would learn later) tits. Admittedly she had to change up her old routine some–we didn't have a stripper pole and that was a big part of her stage act. But it didn't seem like it bothered her too much. She stepped.