Tell your momma you want her to suck your cock while you eat her pussy.” Obediently I parroted what he said. “Mom, I want you to suck my cock wh...le I eat your pussy.” He told me to lay on the floor and, after telling her to keep quiet and tearing the duct tape off her mouth, told mom to get on top of me, more or less sitting on my face. I watched with eager anticipation as she lowered that beautiful, milky white bottom and furry redhaired muff onto my face. “Now suck his cock, momma. Suck. Apparently that text got his attention because he called me an hour later. "Babe?" he asked when I answered the phone. "Hey James." I tried to make my voice sound cheery, but I don't think it worked. "I have to ask you something." "Yeah, babe, what is it?" His weariness pretty much verified what I dreaded. "Emma sent me photos of you and another girl, and I want you to explain them." "What photos, babe?" "Photos of you and this blonde girl making out, her giving you a blow job, and you. The people were thin not at the point of death but very thin the clothes hung on them, the children's showed little reaction as I passed out the sweets. I couldn't understand it they weren't eating they were terrified of me what had this bastard been doing."Ma'am" Jones said behind me "Yes" I said."I just found out they haven't had their water ration today they haven't drunk since yesterday" he said."Water ration, he was even rationing water" I gasped."Yes one pint per person per day he also. I urge you to personalize your AI. Like my ancestor, Pitcher speaks multiple languages, including New York Brooklynese."Terry had communicated with a generic AI, the one associated with his physical location. The AI informed him that he, and the Pirates, could have an AI instance and avatar that followed them to different locations. The current rule was that any Sponsor who requested an avatar of the AI could have one, and could authorize his concubines to invoke that specific avatar. Dolores.