Routine settled in.Matt Striker, with his FBI contacts in DC, learned that Gunner Gunther had gone Wild West on me. He called that night.“So. I hear... you didn’t get off a shot.”“I scurried away like a scaredy-cat. Fast as I could.”“Girls.”Matt and I haven’t ... um, gone to the mattresses yet. But we’re at that anticipatory stage where we’re comfortable teasing each other.“And I heard you don’t like girls. Pity.”I could hear the grin in his voice. “Take ‘em or leave ‘em.”“I live in Kansas. I felt her soapy hand make its way up my butt crack and her finger found my tight rose bud. She swirled her index finger around my hole, teasingly sliding it one joint deep before pulling it out. Even that one finger felt strange, but after several minutes of exploration she had two crossed fingers buried to her knuckles up my hole, screwing them in and out with a twisting motion."Baby, you are so super tight. I'm gonna have fun opening you up," she cooed. "And lucky for you, I probably won't. "This town is full of beautiful white women. Their breasts are large and succulent with the capacity to nurse many sons. Allah made the women of this town as beautiful as they are because Muslim men can not resist them, and they should not resist them. Remember, the place of the white woman is on her knees; submissive, passive, willing. Go and give her orgasms, many of them, her orgasms will change Europe forever, will change the world forever, their moans of pleasure should and will be heard. "I think I want to go into the trucking business." I don't know anything about that. However, I do know that you'll be the best trucker in the world. I don't know how you're going to make the money you say you will, but I believe you." I'm sorry if I leave you. I wish I didn't have to think so hard. I could do this in five years if I had enough money. I'll spend the next eight years investing, raising money and investing in land so I can build what I need to make this work. However, first I.