I took a few deep breaths, trying to think it through. I had called him an asshole. That was the last thing that came out of my mouth. I collapsedin a...chair and felt my anger turn to embarrassing guilt. That stupid shiver doubled in size. I couldn’t even be social with the unsociable. I hated coffee and everything associated with it. I had a small cry. When I got myself together, I parted the sealed tissue to see what I had to return. I had already decided I would refuse to accept whatever was. Her mind was racing. What was she doing, she thought, but the excitement and pleasure drove her on.Solly now pulled away and quickly removed his shirt. Candice's hands left the other cocks and found Solly's trousers. She had never had a black cock. Were they really as big as it is said they are? In a couple of seconds she had her answer as she removed a thick half erect cock from Solly's pants. "Wow" she said as she leant forward and took his member in her mouth. It began to grow more and was. The deck was slanted but I went in and prepared clothes and weapons planning to leave the pretty boat. I walked away reluctantly.I reached the ground with my load and carried everything to the little shack that had given me shelter. I knew that I should get away because the wreck of my boat could draw scavengers. I didn't want to be someone's prize.I hid most of my stuff and left with what I could easily carry. I had my pistol in its holster and my fanny pack. I felt those were the most. "Do youunderstand how crazy you're sounding? If you're destined to become theworld's worst tyrant since Adolf Hitler, it won't make any difference whatyou're wearing or what you call yourself. Frankly, it's no big deal if youwant to be Warstrike or not. But rule the world? How? Is there going to be anelection, or will you bring it about with that portable rocket-launcher ofyours?He glanced away and muttered through twisted lips, "I haven't told you thestrangest part yet."I stood there in my.