"So, how doyou like America?" I asked Lars. This was the only prompt he needed. Forthe next twenty-five minutes he proceeded to tell me everything het...ought I wanted to know, but about which I could care less. He told usabout what he thought of President Regan. He said that we're fortunate tohave such a sustained times of economic growth, with low interest ratesand inflation falling over from 12 percent in 1980 to under 4 percentcurrently. And that's why it made sense for a company like theirs. I don’t see me as being that way at all. I just like people and I try to make friends with them – women, girls, men, and boys.”“Look around you, Eddie. Think of all your friends that you and Becky have brought into our family and our group as a whole. Each of them came with you, because you make them feel wanted and appreciated.”“WOW! We need to talk about something else. You’ll have me thinking I’m important, and I wouldn’t know how to handle that.”“As soon as I met you, you were the most. Her vacant eyes were rolled back and her mouth hung open with cum dribbling out, her pussy and ass once again empty and more sore than they had ever been. Eventually her faculties started to slowly return. She tilted her head up and saw Gruthsorik staring at her, a smug satisfied expression on his face, as if he was enjoying just looking at her like this, admiring his handiwork. "Jesus fucking Christ, how many of those things do you have, anyway?" she asked weakly."That was the full complement.. I never manage to call them to come check it out. I hooked it up to the TV in the room.” “Oh.” “Yeah.” he said as he disappeared down the dark hallway. When I walked in behind him, I was surprised to find it genuinely tidy. He could be a bit of a slob at times. He sat on the bed and I took the spot beside him, curling my legs underneath me so I could get comfortable. He scrolled through the on-demand menu until he found something interesting. “We’ve already seen that.” “So?” “So I want to.