Apparently, this was all very funny to the older woman, who simply let her get up, and go to her boots.  The woman stood, stretched, a few last muscles shifting into place, her body like a martialist monk's with amazing breasts and a cock to kill for.<br/><br/><strong>"Oh, well let's hope the day improves then, huh?"</strong>she said, smiling, opening her door, inviting her into the shack, where it was quite clear that the inside was nicer than the outside... and perhaps a little bigger but it was hard to tell<strong>"Come on in!  Make yourself at home!  You want a beer or something?"</strong><br/><br/>The woman walked her toned, muscular ass in and went straight for the fridge, to procure herself one of the aforementioned beverages.  She'd bring one to Kiara too, even if she didn't request one.  Then the naked woman plopped herself down on her couch - not leather luckily - in the middle of the small main room, with a flatscreen in the corner, two couches fit for two people or one person stretched out, and not a whole lot otherwise.  She didn't even cross her legs, just left them apart for her junk to be seen as she opened the beer and started in on it.<br/><br/><strong>"Ah... that's good..."</strong>she asked, as if she<em>wasn't</em>just sitting there naked in front of a complete stranger<strong>"Now Kiara, you're out here because...?"</strong>