Temporary power using gas and diesel generators is first. We will also have to go into town and see what damage and power loss our warehouses may have...suffered. The second is to figure out how we are going to provide power on a long term basis because running a bunch of gas and diesel generators twenty-four hours a day is not a long term solution.”Discussion then ensued!The radio folk sort of got off to a corner and were talking to Shirley and me about our dam. Shirley set them right that my. White hot pain shoots through me making me cry and moan as his claws dig into my back and then down my sides as I feel something even hotter than the fire in my pussy press up against my needy cunt. It dons on me what's happening just as his first thrust runs his hot long red cock against my pussy, missing the entrance. The stimulation making my again denied orgasm build higher and without thought or control I start thrusting back at him as he thrust into me. Each strike of his hot cock. .He looked at her with his very severe, very scary face.."You are not Rashard," he accused her.."Richard?"."Where is my lord, Crown Prince Rashard?!"."Prince? The only prince I know --Oh, I get it! This is *his *dream!"."Where is he, girl!!" the man demanded.."I, uh, guess I'm taking his place in this dream," she informed him..The man looked at her, from top to bottom, and up again. "You will have to do--We must prepare for the battle!!"."Battle?!"."The feud has erupted yet again!" he strode. Bright light. For a second, the boy was blind, but he soon regained his vision and noticed from his surroundings that he was on a plane. To his right was Mr Green, and to his left someone familiar. Someone who enraged him beyond words. The girl. Naomi."Mhh.." Chris attempted, but failed."Oh, I wouldn't bother trying to talk Chrissie dear, your throat is still *really* tender."Chris drifted back to sleep, and eventually woke up enough to manage to indicate he wanted to get up off the bed. Slowly.