Yeah, I get it. Some of those rebels ride camels, don’t they?”“Yeah, and they carry AK-47s and RPGs. So ... we need to know.”“Wait a minute!...If we can’t stun the camel, at least we’ll knock the rider out of the saddle!”“I guess, but imagine us getting run over by a stampede of pissed-off, spitting camels!”“Okay, boss. I guess if we accidentally kill it, we can always grill it and eat it!”“Smart ass!”“Out of a fleet of fifty-two shuttles, I’m thinking we want thirty-six assigned to this African. You look like you could use a cold drink."Simon mumbled something that he hoped sounded like an agreement and hitched his pack up on to his shoulder as he unlatched the chain link gate and let himself in. He latched the gate and turned to see her tight round denim clad ass as she climbed the front steps and entered the house. He followed her in and stopped in the little foyer, stunned by the quaint hominess of the house."Is there anything wrong?" She had taken off her shoes and now silently. Once the last clamp was undone, it was lifted off revealing her perfect D-cup breast. The children then proceeded to remove her red boots and she was standing bare foot on the freezing stone floor. The man in front of her began to remove his shirt as Diana felt her blue tights being pulled down to her ankles and then feeling her feet lifted to remove them completely. "ENOUGH!!!!" she screamed out. But the man just continued to undress till he himself was naked. Diana looked down and saw that. Even though I had a job and was working steady I wasn't making the money that I had made at my old job and I wanted to get back to the comfort level that the money from my old job had provided. Every week I would mail out a handful of resumes in the hopes of finding something better than what I had. I got quite a few responses, but almost all were from 'start ups' that wanted some one with my expertise and experience who would work cheap "And grow with the company" — work for near nothing now.