Crap. Well, I may as well check out the bar down the street. "The Tavern" I could handle; it doesn't matter if the management has no imagination, as l...ong as the regulars have such -and the management doesn't get in their way. Still, "La Taverna" sounds like it's run by illegal emmigrants with no imagination and no English-speaking staff, either.Shouldn't be a problem. You don't have to know much Spanish to get drunk or laid, if you're willing to be pleasant. "La Ovella Negro, una taverna. We walked together hand in hand. As the doors of our houses came in sight, I could see kick flying out of Geetha as she was kinda started walking steadily. I told her to be careful and asked her to brush, then we bid goodbye.Day3: I woke up very early(my mind voice saying I won’t drink next time) with a very dry throat, went to the kitchen and drank water. I then went to the bathroom, cleaned myself up and I was thinking about Geetha’s feeling.Around 10 a.m, I got a chance to go Geetha’s home. They hadspecial locks installed on the closets so Taylor wasn't discovered whenthey were in the arena, with the kids learning to never mention Taylorto anyone not in the family.The trip north for the shows was fun as the kids enjoyed watching thescenery and their own TVs as they drove. Taylor drove at times, but onlyon the interstates and only after dark. Matt kept to the speed limit asher, it was tough to not speed but it wasn't worth risking embarrassmentor being arrested.Seeing the family. That alone was enough for him to appreciate what he had in Helen. She was somebody who deserved to be treated gently during love making. He was feeling ready to cum, but Harry had control to keep it back. Helen was beginning to show she wanted it faster now by thrusting back against each penetration he made. Holding and gripping her buttocks, he obliged, speeding up to the demands of her excited screams and requests. She was at her highest point and so was Harry. He pulled out and she turned,.