"What's he saying?" Karl asked. "Wants us to leave, what else?" Anglerod replied. "Well change his mind! And find out what the party's all india about," Karl demanded. Anglerod conversed with the daimyo further, and pointed at the girl that was dressed up. The daimyo spoke, and when he said, "hime no Dongu-sama", the villagers around him all repeated the phrase with reverence. "He says she's Lord Dong's princess," Anglerod said. "Fuck yes! We sure picked the right time to come. Ask them what she's going to do," Karl said. Another village elder came through the crowd to the daimyo and began to shout and rave. Anglerod translated, "This one's really upset that we've seen the ceremony. Says we have to leave." "Change their goddamn minds, man! We can't leave now!" Karl insisted. Suddenly, the elder gasped, pointed at Anne, and babbled something with an excited tone. The daimyo seemed to agree and become equally excited. "What's got them riled now?" asked Karl. "They say look at delhi the golden woman," Anglerod said. "They've never seen a blonde in their lives," Karl observed. The elder kept talking. "A gift for Lord Dong, he says," translated Anglerod. "Oh, shit," Karl swore under his breath. "The fuck she is!" Jack said. "They want to buy her off of us," Anglerod continued. "Six aunties of their hindi girls in trade for Anne." Anne gasped, and said, "Well I'm flattered, but I'm only for hire, not for sale." chubby “Hell yeah!” Lashun india retorts. [I am not certain that I am alright.] I took it and put it in my pocket then thanked my friend. “Yeah, her last boyfriend was a star quarterback with big muscles and probably a ten inch cock, so delhi she doesn’t want to be seen hanging with me. What would you do?” She told Bill to get his shower and she wanted him to make aunties love to her to celebrate the new home. It would take another story. And yes we got married a bit early but we had a blast. "Umm, umm, umm," Kim cooed as his fingers spun their magic. Zach’s voice cracked slightly when he said it. As soon as she got into the shower. “when are we going to that daddy” ? Come on. Linda had found the second bucket with cool water and stuck her whole head into it drinking and feeling some relief from the water chubby on her head. “Is it working?” I grinned back. I remembered that I still had her panties in my pocket hindi and returned them to the bag. I give her a questionable look. Were it not for Momo and Sonja latched onto her like leaches, she would have sprayed milk clear across the room. Aw, I don't know Mom. It was a metaphor for them.