....Cracccccckkkkk” “Thank you Anne, you may leave now, Sam has asked if she can spend the night in my bed. I got ...nto the bed having stripped and Sam who was already naked got in beside me and cuddled up to me. ‘You must come here again you know’ but next time you can stay in my room and there will be no charge so long as I can have plenty of this’ she started to rub my cock. I touched her pussy and she was wet through, I got her. ‘Go away kid, your bothering me!’ he barked hoarsely. ‘But Mister! Mr. King next door bought five and that nice girl Wendy across the street bought a whole dozen! Don’t you know that this is for charity?’ Her eyes were open as wide as the Chesapeake Bay. Her voice had a half pleading, half demanding tone. He realized that he really was going to throw up in a matter of seconds. ‘I don’t give a monkey’s butt what those chumps bought. GET OUT YOU LITTLE BEGGAR!’ He slammed the door in her face,. There’s no antitrust case. Not even a prima facie one.”“Not a legal case, maybe,” agreed Burton. “But what about an emotional case? Foreigners vs. Americans?”“That’s dirty pool, Burton.”“This is the big leagues, Johanna. The major story is all politics. Law is just in the footnotes.”“Okay.” I sighed. “I’ll put together a political analysis. I can’t guarantee to cover all the angles, though. I’m a lawyer, not a political consultant.”“No, no,” said Burton. “We’ll do it together. You’ve already. Our seating arrangement was on a padded cirucular lounge, table and an excellent view of the dance floor. We sat, John, Raymond, Carol then me. One of the managers came to our table and greeted Raymond like an old friend. A bottle of chilled Cristal was delivered to our table, complements of the management. I raised an inquisitive eyebrow at Raymond and he just smiled.There was a small five-piece band playing romantic songs from all the way back to the 1930s to the 2020s. A few couples were.