"You seemed to be distressed. Were you unaware of it? Even so, what is there for you to worry about? Has it not been revealed that the Supreme Rulers ...raveled to the world above ground years back and recently didn't humanity send a new expedition to survey the new world?" They did". Zax nodded, his heart that was throbbing in an increasing pace had calmed down, and he understood what his Master was saying.The Supreme Rulers had made the risk to go beneath the blue skies long ago and if matched. ”“Baby, remember, this guy crawled under a machine that could have crushed him any second, and he did it for someone he had never even met before. Carlson would be dead had it not been for Mr. Matthews. I’m certain of that. And, Baby, I wish you could see this place...”Marie let out a sexy chuckle. “Remember my schedule, My Love. I’m working one week on and one week off. I have a week, Mike. I could be on a plane...”He was stunned, but only for a second. Then, his spirits soaring, “That’s a. The unseen voice spoke again."Spray her with cum. Do it now! Prove yourself worthy."Kassie, disoriented and terrified, tried to fart out the cum into the woman's face. But it merely dribbled uselessly out of her asshole. The men and the woman left. The voice was silent. Kassie sobbed.One hour later, three more men. Or perhaps the same ones, Kassie couldn't tell. Another round of gang sodomy, another three loads of cum blasted into her ass. A different woman kneeling down, presenting her face to. And there we were, sitting together in Epstein's breakfast room, me and Lars from Fargo, head-to-head on the Kansas Supreme Court's decision: "In the Matter of The Estate of Marshall G. Gardiner." I had been up half the night, first reading and then having nightmares about the case. J'Noel, a forty-year old post-op had made good, become a professor, and then married Marshall, an eighty-something millionaire: a story like Anna Nicole Smith's, but with a trans twist. Good 'ole Marsh had promptly.