I wrap my arms around you and kiss you deeply, and feel you kissing me back. You press yourself against me and feel my cock growing in my jeans. I pas...ionately kiss my way down your body, pausing for long moments here and there to kiss and suckle and feel you respond to me, reading your response to see where I move to next. On my knees, I hike your skirt and pull down your panties and lightly lick your clit. I push you into the chair and hike your legs over my shoulders so I can bury my face. "Are you related to the Wicked Witch?" N-No Sir. I'm Dorothy. Dorothy Jenkins," she said."What kind of a name is that?" he asked."It's the name I was born with!" she said, a bit insulted."And where are you from Dorothy Dorothy Jenkins?" the man said."It's not Dorothy Dorothy Jenkins, it's just Dorothy Jenkins. And I'm from Kansas," she said."What is this Kansas place? Where is that?" he asked."It's in the United States of America," she said."I do not know this place. How did you get here?" he. "Somewhere there's a pod with the old mom in it. Nikki, this ISN'T the mom that left me in the trailer park." Really?" I mean, yeah, it's physically Mom, but ... she says she turned her back on that whole thing that used to be her. Went to church with us yesterday morning. Church! Nikki, this is the woman who I could not depend on to even be HOME on Sunday morning. She's quit smoking. Says she's off drugs and alcohol. Not gonna be a barmaid. I ... I'm ... I don't know WHAT I am. It's like I. What will our times look like to a future civilization? Will it be dusty ruins being excavated by alien archeologists or will the future have humans in it? Right now we are locked up inside this box which has only two sides to it. It is a very simplistic philosophy; agree with me or else. Both parties are out of ideas, we have a staggering debt load to hand over to the next generations and the money system in this country isn't working correctly.The idea of renting a city of a hundred and forty.