. but at least we go home. The fucking Pommys show up ... stomp all over Aussie feelings ... and STAY. (stolen from an email from a rude Australian.) ...Thank you Mark)It's like Texans; just across the Texas-Oklahoma border ... on the northern side ... there's a bar. The men's shitter has three usable urinals; they are marked OKIES. There's one urinal right up against the ceiling; TEXANS.Texans in Texas are wonderful people. Take them out of Texas and they become the ugly Texans ... and mostly. We decided on thirty days because we had seven hundred and fifty men and ladies that had been working 24/7 for a month. They needed a break; many needed to see their wife and kids or girlfriends. I decided to send them home for two weeks R&R with hazard pay to continue. Andy agreed and started putting the plan in motion.The other five hundred men would maintain the patrols and keep security at the established camp sites, move several of the camps and set up the new camp at Tijuana. Once that. As no one else in the world she knows how responsive the scarlet nub between girl’s thighs is, what a convulsion goes through the body during an orgasm…And she likes control. Yes, she does… Pressing Olga to the wall of the college toilet covered with obscene inscriptions she is enjoying her control. The girl’s trembling, trying to tear off… Olga feels disgust doing this in the dirty toilet where the surface of the mirror is covered with words written by lipstick and the odor of urine seems to. "Mom, this Amika, Amika, this is my mother." "It's so nice to meet you Mrs. Evans," the pretty little Japanese girl replied. "Why thank you, Amika," Doris replied with a smile, "it's so nice to meet a girl with manners." A little red flashed in the embarrassed girl's cheeks as she sat down beside Tommy on the long sofa that dominated the Evans' den. Doris took a seat in the easy chair facing them, and after giving everyone a chance to get settled in she shocked the poor unsuspecting young girl.