“Thank you.”Pen Sada said, “Well, what do you want in order to end this civil war?”“What?”“I believe that your declaration of war stated...that you wanted everyone to have fair representation for the people and term limits for the cabinet and the president.“That’s correct.”“I think you want more than that. How about real rights for the Gangin? Things like the right to vote, own property, and to be free of the reservation.”“The plan was to petition the new government for those things,” Wilfred. I was really happy that he was there as the rest of the crew members came across as grumpy old men. I rarely interacted with anyone besides Johnny, the captain and the first mate, who was always on the bridge and seemed to never sleep.After a few weeks I had become used to the rhythm of my shifts. Every day I had four hours on, two hours off and then another four hours on. One of my shifts coincided with one of Johnny’s and hanging out with him became the highlight of my day. We could relate to. "Fuck!" he muttered as she removed the last of her clothing. "You are one very attractive woman". She smiled and without being asked as he removed his jocks, took hold of his erected prick and began to suck it, while massaging his balls, which were far bigger than ones that she had come across. "I would love you to suck me dry", he said. "But you said a fuck and the thought of slipping my prick up that hairy cunt of yours is already making my cock go berserk". She smiled and then positioned her. I drove into my driveway and saw the lights on in the Den but none in the kitchen where Beulah should have been preparing supper. I felt my jaw clench in anger. I would bet anything in the world there was nothing cooked. I would either have to cook, do without or fix a sandwich. When I walked into the house it became immediately apparent I was right. There was no supper prepared and after a quick look into the fridge I didn’t even see anything out to prepare. I grabbed another Newcastle and.