I smile back and begin to ask her about some of the wonderful creations she saw. Her eyes brighten a little as she begins to describe some of the met...al creations and other works that did not seem to have been created by human hands. I listen to her raptly as we drive. I am amazed at her knowledge and love of the creations that she observed.After we turn on Route 179 towards Sedona, I tell her we are going to make another stop. “Oh good! More markets and artisans?” she asks. “No, not this. ”“I love you, Tan.”“I want to be your slave.”“Sorry, the job is already taken, but I’ll keep your resume on file,” he teased.“Dick!”“I thought you loved me?”“I do, but you can still be a dick.”“What about you and Bjorn?”“We’re in the girlfriend-boyfriend stage of just getting serious. We’re not exclusive.”“And he didn’t mind sharing you during this visit?” Dave teased.Tan said, “He’s not possessive. We’ve even talked about that. He wants an equal in a relationship.”“And you’re that. I asked if there was a question."No, I just thought I noticed a pink stain on that lovely white dress" she replied.Turning Ellen around so that her back was to the lady, I gathered her dress and pulled it taught across her bottom. Sure enough, you could see the contrast of her gloriously red bottom and the white skin of her thighs. Reaching down further, I took the hem of the dress and slowly raised it. I was watching, the storeowner's eyes get wider, the higher the dress came up. I then saw. She was perhaps 5-10 and 125 pounds and very shapely with long legs, a well-rounded butt and high, globular breasts topped by prominent nipples which seemed ever agitated, poking out like finger-tips A golden blonde with sparking blue eyes and a fine smile, she was a doll, and I intended to drill her and make her scream and cream.So I met her at the back door of the manse and introduced myself. She took my arm and we did a round of stores, and she insisted on skipping lunch so we returned to.