The UK was dying, and dying fast. The Government, bullishly controlled by some desk pusher in Europe, seemed to be on the take more and more with risi...g taxes. Always blabbing on about needing more money to pay for some new worthless scheme that would show the world how great the UK still was. If the economy were any lower, even the Devil himself would feel the pinch. Watching the rich get richer and the poor, well, just being forgotten was not Dan's idea of a great country. How can a country. I encountered them while I was trying to keep my legs stretched before boarding the flight to Georgia. I tossed what was left of the burrito in a trash can. The airport stall claimed to have macaroni and cheese burritos with bacon. I really should know to never eat in an airport. It tasted like the loss of hope from the world. What’s worse were these two twenty-somethings in pastel shirts and cheap suits commenting on my girls in the waiting area.“Give me that yellow bitch, you know they get on. Breakfast was a crowded affair in the cabin next to the tower. Since my last visit, a dozen more chairs had been added to the simple room, placed in small half circles along two corners of the building. The mob of village women was orderly and eating with each other as I entered with Palus and Swarta. Laudus greeted us at the door kissing each of my ladies on the cheek and savoring my lips for a few moments. "Good morning, my Lord," Laudus said, and then exited the woman's center. A few older. .. young woman alone, guy accused of assault or worse, rape. He pulled back. “Hey, I want that, and mom said you had to pay for stealing my dirty panties!” The house was silent, all appeared normal except for the nymphomaniac clinging to him. Deciding to force her hand if something was in the air, Bobby kissed her deeply, thrusting his tongue in her mouth. In turn she sucked at his tongue and struggled to release the cock that was at bursting point. With a brief struggle her tight top was off.