Douglas," Floyd told him. "It's not the actual dollar costs, it's the principal of the thing: The railroad company does not like other vehicles using ...heir right of way." "What??" Mr. Douglas said, wondering which of the archaic railroad laws, rules and regulations (and the Valley had them all) he was referring to. "Your feet," Floyd said, looking at Mr. Douglas's. "Yeah: You're feet," Charley did the same. "Feet are not, legally, vehicles, so any claim that..." Oliver Douglas lowered his eyes. Even though our previous meetings weren't amicable..."There was a slight titter in the Throne Room as people remembered the last time Kija was here- carrying a paper that he insisted on reading to the crowd.It had taken months to get the smell of smoke off the tapestries."The reasons for my 'vendetta' against this Do were simple," he went on explaining. "With so many groups vying for power in my country, I could not allow even a single tiny appearance of weakness. Failing to address his insult. We setup grandma to stay and watch the k**s and drove to the city around 4pm to check in to our hotel. We both knew that there would be a LOT of sex that night and morning. We checked into the hotel and had sex right off the bat. It was good, but I think we were both ready for something a little more adventurous. We washed up and then headed out to dinner. During dinner my wife Lisa and I talked about visiting an adult book store to buy some new toys. We had a couple at home, but Lisa really. I reached into my pocket and turned to light her cigarette when the round paleness of her breasts caught my eye. Her shirt was very open, revealing freckles and the pink of an areola.I pretended not to notice, but she smile even wider as I lit her cigarette, unable to look away.“Thank you” she said, inhaling deeply and exhaling a sigh of smoke and boredom. “Do you come here often”I admitted I don’t usually, glancing at her through my peripherals, hoping she would move ina way that would reveal.