We were filming a war movie there. Well, have fun and if you find anything interesting let me know. I might be able to work it into a movie," remarked...Richard.Hallie smiled to herself. "I'll keep that in mind." She wondered who might be cast as her if they did make a movie about her transformation.Hallie found it ironic that she had talked more to her father since she'd been transformed than in the previous ten years combined. She thought about visiting him sometime. The last time she had seen. ?Katie pushed herself from Bill’s lap and reached back to?grab two handfuls of that wonderful burning sting in her?throbbing ass cheeks. Then she unbuttoned her blouse?and opened it until it slid down her arms and fell to?the floor. Her bra, shoes and skirt were next.?Bill stood as he watched his love push her panties down?past her knees.??What are you doing?? Bill asked. ?Nobody goes bare ass?in one of those old movies!??Katie kicked her undies off toward the couch, took her?husband’s face in. Much to the consternation of those remnants of the former corrupt regimes, Nauru's people were independent, free, and making money for the first time in memory.Though the official language on Nauru is Nauruan, a distinct Pacific island language, English is far more common, and the language of our business and trade. It has been that way for many years, and Nauru citizens speak it very well. Sandra makes sure both languages are taught in her schools, and we enjoy a bilingual population.Our. Unhappy ones. Of course they’re pale. Where’s the sun, anyway? And it’s not even winter yet.She had hated London. Too many people. Too many horses and carriages. Smelly. Dirty. Noisy. Oxford, on the other hand, seemed to her to be just about the right size despite the mud and the cold and the food. Already home to almost two dozen or so colleges that made up the famous University of Oxford, its streets were full of students from all over the Empire.Gérard was happy at B— College. The string of.