It was going to be a very good morning.As he slipped back into bed, he took in her nakedness. His wife was a beautiful young woman, nearly eight years...younger than his thirty. A natural blonde, with hypnotic blue eyes, and a radiant smile. At nearly six feet, she was five inches taller than him. She worked hard on her very athletic body; her daily workouts exhausted him just by watching. When she was dressed in a pair of jeans and a loose fitting long sleeved shirt, you wouldn’t believe that. 'Let's run through the rain!' She repeated.'No, honey. We'll wait until it slows down a bit, ' Mom replied.This young child waited a minute and repeated: 'Mom, let's run through the rain... ''We'll get soaked if we do, ' Mom said.'No, we won't, Mom. That's not what you said this morning, ' the young girl said as she tugged at her Mom's arm.'This morning? When did I say we could run through the rain and not get wet? ''Don't you remember? When you were talking to Daddy about his cancer, you said,. It was at the end of a long week of travel for her, sleeping in hotels, packing and unpacking, and she had driven for several hours to meet me at the Inn. Sometimes the body’s need for sexual attention and satisfaction overcomes a tired mind and body. Sarah needed her release; she wanted to cum. Then she would drift into a much-needed deep, restful sleep. I nibbled my way down Sarah’s stomach, bending her legs at the knees and pushing them apart, until her wet kitten was exposed for the. I have no idea why. Ask God maybe. Ask the government. Oh yes, the government. You don’t think the government doesn’t know we exist? Of course they do. For quite a while now. We have an informal, but strongly enforced agreement with them. We keep low, behave ourselves and they don’t wipe us out. There aren’t that many of us, for reasons I just explained. In return, we do certain things for the government. After all, we’re Americans too. Someone who walks through poison gas and can get loaded.