.. Yeah, that's what he said. He also looked for plant roots he called tubers. He said that some of them were as good as potatoes. I'll bet that's wha... we should do!" Jimmy, you should act as our guard while Jean and I search for some plants that we can eat. We can't live much longer on what's already on the boat, and we'll get sick and tired of eating nothing but meat. Besides, we'll need the food value we can get from plants."Well, they certainly knew more about food than I did; I just ate. "Doris looked up at her employer; Mildred was neatly dressed in a country-tweed suit, hair carefully brushed and face lightly made up. It was hard to connect this well-dressed, well-bred woman with the erotically sadistic female who had performed perverse acts upon the hapless bodies of her servants in her bedroom the night before."Good morning, Mildred," said Doris. "You look very well, very attractive." Thank you," Mildred laughed. "I've been lying in my tub for almost an hour; that always. She hadn’t. She fell asleep as soon as they got home and he was left with a humiliating frustration; with an aching frustration that he refused to release himself. He wouldn’t masturbate, he wouldn’t cum by himself; he would wait for her to come through with her offer. This orgasm denial he was imposing on himself was both a punishment for his “humiliating” craving, and a way for him to cave in to it. Wasn’t he going through this frustration just to build a bigger load? Yet he wished he didn’t. " he squinted at the screen " ... karav magma?"Elaina's laugh tinkled brightly. "I believe that says 'Krav Maga.' According to the website, it's 'a fighting style developed by the Israeli military for hand-to-hand combat, with an emphasis on subduing the foe quickly and decisively.'" She leaned back in his arm and pointed to the screen. "Sounds as if it's exactly what you're looking for." There's a picture of the guy who runs it," Rob said, and he clicked on the link. What he saw was an older.