“I justlove the romanticscene in the middle, where the plantation owner’s wifebares herself to Caspar, and he takes her to bed.” Joana smiled as she thought of the scene.
Over by the crowded entrance, there was a stand where theysold the annual Caspar pin.
“Buy me one?” Joana looked over at Thomas who happily nodded.
“One please,” Thomas told the vendor, whothenhanded him the five dollar pin.
“Would you mind?” Joana arched her chest out towards Thomas.
“Ehm, sure.” Thomas gulped as he looked down at Joana’s hugebust whilst slowly reaching over with the pin.
