He told me that his name was Joe and he was from Sydney Australia.He had been doing the river run once a month, delivering supplies to several village... for nineteen years. We chatted for hours on his boat, he even had coffee, and sugar, and biscuits, on board. (Such a luxury).He handed me a clipboard, paper, and a pencil. "Scribble down what you want and I will get it for you." I wrote down five items. He glanced at my list, screwed up the piece of paper, threw it overboard, and roared with. "We walk in the house and Mrs. Trump un-buttons the back of my dress andpulls it over my head. I am walking only in my pink panties that aresoaked. "Okay sweetie let me find you something to wear then everythingwill be okay."Mrs. Trump comes back in the bathroom carrying some pink things and Istart crying louder almost screaming from embarrassment. A few minuteslater Mrs. Trump and I are walking outside and I am wearing a littlegirl's one piece pink swimsuit with a princess on the front.. More

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