“Fashionably late arriving too. You really are becoming the star.”“My cab was late.”“Never spoil the illusion. That German girl of yours was... gorgeous!”“American.”“Whatever. I can see why you made such an ass of yourself. Now, Flick has told Hattie to chaperone you tonight to make sure you don’t make a tit of yourself. But there is one little someone I want you to meet.”“If you’re matchmaking...”“Would I? Anyway, she’s an exotic.” That, for Lilly, meant foreign and probably not white. “She was. Seconds later, Sabrina threw her head and screamed that she was coming, and not to stop, allied with a stream of foreign curses. Thorn cropped his shot and got closer to Sabrina’s face, trying to capture the moment. Eve was tempted to slow down a little so she could catch up, but before she knew it she felt her legs buckling and knew her own orgasm was upon her. Both girls came almost at the same time and, laughing, collapsed on top of each other in a heap when their legs could no longer take. Since she was working in the tiny cannery hospital, she knew the other housekeeping employees, and decided to invited a girl friend named Helen, who worked in the cannery laundry, to join us.Helen was truly a beautiful girl in her late teens, early 20s, who lived in Bethel with her family during the winter, but who had accompanied her father (a fisherman) to the cannery that spring. Her mother was a Yup'ik Eskimo and her father, a Lapp who had come to Alaska sometime in the 1920s as a reindeer. It’s snowing and pines trees are covered in soft white snow. On the bed are white rose petals, the other 11 roses that he had gotten for her. Different size candles in all colors everywhere making the room glow. A large crackling fire is blazing. Flames of the fire licking the sides of the fire place. Laying in front of it was a soft, fuzzy, dark brown bear rug on the hardwood floor. In the back ground you can hear soft, romantic sounds of a sax playing. He looks at her and asked her if she.