A handkerchief is tied around his head. He is 'Michael' Adamson Chauvin III, the last surviving male after a nuclear holocaust." (Apprehensively walki...g away from the tent, peering into the distance, he says)"Michael: Amy, is that you?"'Amy' Evelyn Libber enters behind him dragging a large child's wagon. It's full of canned goods, an old army shirt and a bow and arrow. She is a spirited young woman also in her late 20s. Amy is wearing boots, shorts and an army shirt too big for her, but open in. ''Good'', I answered, ''Are you wet, are you feeling horny, my sweet little slut?She was looking a bit confused...but she replied,''Y-yes master, I am wet and if you want more, I here for you.''"God, what an angel.'' I thought.I pick up a chicken drumstick and started to chew on it and suddenly had a thought... Looking at Rong, I handed her the drumstick and said,“Rong, I want taste your cunt juices on this chicken. Do me the honor of rubbing this all over your cunt, will you?''Without a second. But being that horny I did start thinking what it would be like with mums hands wrapped around my cock. Go on tim said again, starting to put abit of pressure on us. Ok quickly mum said back to tim and before I could say anything mum sat facing forward not really looking at me and placed her hands on my crotch, as saw as she could fell I was hard she turned to me and smiled. That's it tim said, give it a little rub now. Tim was enjoy this looking through wanking him self off through the car. . but they also have some ability to solve them or work their way through them. I do not believe in miracles. I believe in hard work. That's also is true in my own business."Then I went on to explain to them how all of those businesses looked like that they had some good inventions and ability for growth - or at least for selling the business at a good price, in the future. They had some new patents and even more applications which all looked like something that might bring them a fortune in.