There are too many perks in the political world to miss an opportunity not to join the ranks", he concluded.At first the suggestion was put in the 'to... hard basket', however, Burt did a bit of a survey and at the next committee meeting presented his findings. "I have asked almost all the members and every one of them would guarantee this candidates their vote if she would fuck and suck them off. I presented her brochure with her picture and everyone voiced the same comment that I did that she. Completely disconnecting from his mundane life back home, he had indulged in sheer luxury of beautiful lodges, immersed himself in photography, and had some of the most torrid and invigorating sexual experiences he could ever imagine. Continuing along on this hedonistic, rejuvenating journey, Cyrus left Auckland after just a night, heading for the small town of Coromandel, located a couple of hours south-east of Auckland in a region by the same name. He had booked himself in a secluded lodge. " Of course." Will answered, absent-mindedly, his brain still clinging to the problem of how the devices had been planted, in the vain hope that he wouldn't have to think about the grisly remains of the love of his life and his precious daughter."Let's start with your name." The policeman said, pencil poised over his pad."Uh, Will. Will Masters." He said."Will. Is that short for 'William?'" the cop queried."Uh, no." Will struggled to think. "Wilson. Wilson Masters. Sorry." No problem, buddy.". Randy’s easy-going mannerisms and chiseled good looks made him a chick magnet and he knew it. He still retained that aura about him all these years later. I got used to women flirting with him over time. I remembered how we first met. It was at the library when he asked to use my table. I couldn’t help but notice him, but he seemed oblivious to my existence. The next time I saw him was at a fraternity party. He had come with some tall, buxom blond with fake tits. She clung to him like a second.