You could have heard a pin drop.When in England, at a fairly large conference, Colin Powell was asked by the Archbishop of Canterbury if our plans for...Iraq were just an example of ‘empire building’ by George Bush.He answered by saying, “Over the years, the United States has sent many of its fine young men and women into great peril to fight for freedom beyond our borders. The only amount of land we have ever asked for in return is enough to bury those that did not return.” You could have heard. One evening I was visiting Dallas, Tx on business and stoppedby a major porno store there. Inside the theatre connected tothe book store I met a nice gentlemen in his 50s and agreed toaccompany him to his hotel room nearby with the promise of afull blow job.Inside he offered me a drink and he slowly stripped my clothesuntil I was fully naked and he stripped to his undershorts.He turned me around and began to slowly caress and lick my firmass cheeks working his way to my cherry asshole. As he. “Well, hopefully more of what you did last night,” Jack replied with a big smile.“And with that I believe it is lunch time,” Frank said shaking his head.That wild mustang came to be Jack’s horse and no other could come near her. That was until Michelle became old enough to care and ride her as that horse took to her just as it had Jack. However, that is another story. I led Jack into the house through the back door. Grandma looked at him as we walked through the kitchen.“Jack, your bleeding. Such bodies. Such masculine pride. Those limbs and loins tuned by the rigours of the sea and the daily exercise of their profession. They were tools to be proud of. Just as in a philosopher such as Chitineus the chief tool was the brain. And, of course, his five sensual organs: the most important being his eyes and the sight they bestowed on him. But the sensual organ most enjoying the sight of the naked sailors was that between his legs. It twitched and jerked beneath the woven wool of his.