From this old piece of map I got, looks like we’re about fifteen to twenty miles from The Strip.” Jerl told her.“What in the hell is The Strip?�...�“It’s a strip of land that no body wanted, I reckon, cause it ain’t a part of any state or territory.“Least ways that’s what them drovers told me when I was headed out to Colorado. I got turned around in a dust storm one day and drifted off down here a ways and come across a cattle herd headed up to Dodge City. Them old boys sure were some scroungy. "Let's just say I have been blessed with a large mouth and no gag reflex. But the key is practice. Care to help me keep my form?" She winked up at him. "Anytime, anytime." he wheezed.Missy went back to where she'd been, with her face impaled on his rod. She worked up her speed, until she was going from just the tip to having her nose buried against his pubic bone. She grabbed my hand and encouraged me to massage his balls. Then she took my middle finger and pressed it against the base of his. " Her face lit up, as she added, "And I can demand first read of the final draft."Frank could sense some change in her attitude and wasn't daring to consider the positive aspects of that. But when she said, "On the way, I'd like to tell you something."Meal over, they walked along the path, with Karen, again, clutching his arm, Frank wondered what she wanted to talk about, but the first thing she said, surprised him, as she clutched his arm tighter and sighed, "A very romantic walk, isn't it?". The unfortunate fact is that I can do nothing about interpersonal relations because how other people treat one another is a matter of their choice. The only time I can affect someone else's relationship is when it has gotten so bad that people outside of the relationship recognize the fact that things are off the rails.Bombs, guns, armor, those I can improve. Maybe not as much as a dedicated research team, but I can hope that what I create will help shorten the war so that we can put aside the.