"Let's see if you can handle a man's drink." I smile at his challenge and nod. We clank our glasses and shoot the drinks. I've had whiskey a few times... before. It burns my throat but I keep my expression cold as ice. We're staring dead at each other as we swallow our drinks. He's waiting for me to break but it's not gonna happen. Eventually he just laughs and pats me on the back. "I like you kid you got balls. Andre will like you!" He says. "Who's that?" I ask curiously. "He's the pres of this. " Not wanting to hear any more protests, Asiara swept out of the tent. He was right, she knew. They needed to leave this place. But Asiara couldn't help but think about what had happened last night, and what further ecstasies might await her in that glade should she return.With these thoughts in her mind, she returned to her own tent.Flopping down on her pallet of hides, Asiara let her mind drift. She imagined being back at the lake, feeling those hands running over her body, leaving trails of. He liked the extra money she was bringing in, but didn’t discuss local issues with her because he didn’t believe politics was anything women should know about or be involved in. ‘He keeps saying they should cut the school budget,’ Sheila fumed one night. ‘Can’t he understand how important a good education is?’ She made a face. ‘He’s just like his father. I swear, every word that comes out of his mouth starts in his father’s brain.’ Her father-in-law, also a plumber, was just slightly less. He always loved making her smile as he worried about her being overweight with how boys may tease her at school.Katie began giggling at one of the jokes when they spotted two guys leaning on the back of thier 2 seater seat. "That was a good joke, said Chris laughing... oh and i see your sister liked it too he smiled motioning to her chest which was jiggling as she giggled, how old are you both?" he asks in quite a stern way but not too obvious."None of your business" Matthew answers quite shyly.