Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and act...ons that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes of this story. The author does not condone murder, racial language, violence, rape or violence against women, and any depictions of any of these in this story should not be construed as acceptance of the above. ***** Part. “The only way I can think of is from Mogadishu in Somalia. We can get an export licence from Mombasa to Mogadishu with no problem from the authorities. Then have them loaded onto the Iona Star in Mogadishu. They’re more willing to except a bribe there than here”.“How about the weapons and radios?” Bobby murmured.“They will have to be stripped from the vehicles and crated up as pumping equipment. They can be held in storage until the vehicles arrive. Then they and the vehicles can be reunited. I used to lie on my back with the man on top and feel his cock moving around inside me, I knew I was tight down there, thanks to my muscular strength, from horse-riding, a girl has to learn to grip the horse between her legs as he gallops across the meadows, and yes in case you are wondering, I have had orgasms, again only when bare-backing without a saddle, even Amber could never do that little act, nor understand my special relationship with one particular steed, he had little muscles running. One of the reasons I had never tried too hard to lose my virginity was because I was sure a woman would have terrible thoughts after screwing me. Why did I let this geek fuck me? What if my friends find out? What if I run into him at the grocery store? That's the kind of shit that ran through my head every time I thought about talking to a woman, so usually I didn't. If it hadn't been for that fortune teller and my sister, I'd probably have died in old age still a virgin.Even if some woman had.