There were only fifteen of them on the streets and Shorty was one. Because of the size of his dick the folds of fat and the huge ass cheeks were no im...ediment to Shorty being able to give them all the dick they would want. He could ride them until they popped and still give them some more. The only real problem arose when his women wanted to be on top. And with this women's lib shit it seemed they all wanted to give it a try. They would just flatten him into the mattress. Between their hanging. I guess that shouldn't have been a surprise. When they had finished almost crushing each other in welcome, Rance turned to me."Julie, I'd like you to meet my very good friend, Brent Rhimes. But almost everyone knows him as Buster. Named after a boxer, I'm told. Buster, this is my fiancée and partner, Julie Sanchez." Fiancée!" the big man said in total surprise. Hell, he was no more surprised than I was.He approached me and for a moment I was worried I was about to be on the receiving end of one. "Folks" he started, in what he thought was a disarming manner, "I'm goin'a have to insist y'all just stay seated where you are until we've landed and the folks at Reykjavik can sort out what's been happin' here." He smiled warmly, but his gun spoke louder than his words.Various couples bent their heads toward one another and started conversing. "Damn this!" Julia hissed. "We don't need any delays!" Iceland is an ally — can't you just get some official from the Embassy to smooth the way for us?". .." she began, quietly.Vice-Admiral Adam Vladomirovich Rostrimov, stood with his head bowed, whispering so that no-one else could hear. His shoulders were hunched, as the speakers played out the unofficial, slow march of the AF-MF 'We Who Give Our Lives To The Sea.' It was a plaintive song, with soaring violins over a paced, persistent drum beat. As the march ground slowly towards the end, there began a hum, growing in intensity, until the very ground began to shake. At the last beat of the.