He sat back down on his bed and began opening what looked to Raymond like a Trapper Keeper with a zipper.“Here, read this. I’ll tell you the story... when you’ve finished.”Tim handed his father a few sheets of paper. While taking the pages, Raymond noticed his son palm a small box, and hold it to his heart like it was the most important thing in the world to him. He looked at his son with a questioning glance, but soon turned his attention to the story on the pages in his hands.Raymond, at first,. Those bed and breakfast's seem more geared towards romantic getaways than a group of traveling companions." Yeah, I can understand that," I agreed."How's Nhu?" he asked."Oh, she's fine," I laughed silently. I could have seen that coming. Curious how he thought to ask right after mentioning romantic getaways. "Fixed a fine omelet for breakfast this morning. I promised her last night that I'd get her fixed up with an email address, so don't be surprised if you get an email before the day's out.". Perhaps they would find no reason to maintain such a large mission of bored and underutilized personnel and would send most of them home at some point.Hiro thought that nobody in the Empire was likely to be interested in cultural affairs with the Chinese. Let that spy sit at his desk with nothing to do and no one to talk to. The moment he stepped off a transporter pad at the government offices he would be watched carefully, and no one in the office would permit him to leave the facility other. Absolutely nothing on her body needed work of any kind. She was a natural porn star if only I could do something about the neck up.However the biggest hang up came not from her face but rather from her purity. It was easy asking her out on dates. Guys didn?t pay her any attention. They couldn?t get past the face or the low IQ. So any man paying her attention she jumped at and I knew I could use that in my favor. After about three dates of the regular dinner and movie fare I decided to move in.