Now, enough talking fromme; you have come here to let your hair down and enjoy yourselves; letthe dancing commence!" Mr Brownlow left the stage as the...curtains partedto reveal a fashionable local rock band who blasted off into their firstnumber.The dance was very enjoyable, although it took Bobbie a while to getused to dancing in heels. Whilst she spent a large part of the eveningwith Stan, Bobbie also danced with a number of other "boys" as well as"Charles" French and "Peter" Ackland. Both. Miss K idly reached down to her maid's ass and lifted up her skirt, happy that she didn't bother to put on any panties. With the throbbing head of her cock being toyed with by Deb's tongue and making her squirm, she decided to repay the favor and play with her maid, teasing her asshole with her fingernails and making her squirm.Concentrating her gaze at the color contrast between her dark cock and the almost pure white of her maid's skin, Miss K pulled aside the upper portion of her robe to. They suggested we stay clear of Las Vegas, which was no big surprise to me. Looking at probabilities of random encounters led also to few solid conclusions. Every alternative was simply a trade off between competing sets of pros and cons. Picking a small town in which to spend longer periods offered a greatly reduced chance of any encounter, yet should one occur the chances of blending into the crowd were also very much reduced… dangerously so. As I thought about options and our capabilities. Unfortunately for the Fuhrer, he was unable to shut down the fighting spirit of the British Empire as easily as he had conquered the remainder of Europe with little difficulty. His head told him to not head east until he had bolstered his forces with new weapons and Waffen SS units drawn from newly acquired countries. He knew he needed those new weapons in top production and the human military forces to fuel his desire to rule the entire world. His gut was sending the right message that time.