“I won’t be here for that battle, as you know. I must move onward, but I can leave behind as a legacy a Charlottesville armed, trained, and ready ...o fight back, under the guidance of a divinely appointed Prophet. Or Prophetess in this case, with His Honor the Mayor ready to assist her. The fall of Richmond is all but guaranteed, with disorganized gangs now battling a highly trained and disciplined, even growing neo-Nazi war machine.“Sadly, that also means more atrocities, but while Eckart is. I startled awake. “Oh hey Nikki, Brandon here?”“No,” she slumped onto my bed.“Oh, want me to call him?”“No, I tried texting and calling, but he's not answering. Probably doing some Frat function.”I live with three Frat guys. Great friends, but it usually left the townhouse to myself. Which suited me just fine. I'm not much of a social butterfly, plus I could always act as DD for them if they needed it.“It just sucks that I got all dressed up and its going to waste. I don't get much free time. Maine kai logo ko mail kiya aur kaiSitespar apna ad diya. Jaldi hi maere paas ak cpl ka mail aaya. Vo cplShimlaka tha. Usne mujh se mera cell no manga maine de diya. Jaldi hiHusbandka phone aaya uska naam amit tha. Uski age 32 yr thi aur uski wife Ki 30. Uski ichha thi ki koi uski wife ko uske sath mil kar chode. VoApniwife ko bhi is baat ke liye taiyyar kar chuka tha. Amit aur mainAksarphone par baat karne lage lekin vo shimla main rahate the aur mainDelhimain. Ak din amit kaam se delhi aaya. "Well, that and sitting here with you," I replied.Sherri chuckled, which led to some delightful jiggling of her bare breasts. I didn't peek this time—I just enjoyed the view."So, what do you want to do about it?" she asked, mischief in her eyes."I don't know," I admitted. "I don't want to make you late if you have to go."Sherri snorted. "I can manage my own time, Joe. Don't worry about me." Well, we could have breakfast..." Are you hungry?" Sherri asked."Yes, but I'm also..." I glanced down at.