" ("Just trying to find a safe harbor so I don't get run down by tobacco chewing tugboat drivers.")He laughed.Then ... he lifted his battered top hat ...nd drew a sleeve across his brow. He pulled out an enormous red farmer kerchief and wiped the sweat from the leather hat band. I could see he was stalling for time while he searched his memory."Colonel? Is that you? Colonel Valmaat? From the flight school?" he asked"Yah, who is that?" I asked."Se olen minä! Luutnantti Tuobro." (It's me!. I not only looked stunning i felt stunning!The bus driver gave me a wink as i happily placed the correct fair into the box before taking my ticket and finding a seat.The bus drove into town only stopping a few times so the journey passed rather quickly and before i knew it i was in Hope Street .As i jumped off the bus there was a crowd of young boys hanging around and as i went to walk away i heard them give me a wolf whistle !God i was so horny now ,I felt good.My entrance into the bar was top. Father Paul continued. “By agreement, Donald will make love to Ivanka, Eric shall fuck Melania and Tiffany will mount me. Tiffany will also suck the cocks of all the men. As Father Paul removed his robes, Tiffany gave my dad head. As soon as his wang was erect, went over to Ivanka’s body.He leaned over to kiss the lips, her breasts before mounting the body like a man mounts a woman, then worked his way down to the mammary glands and started drilling her from the front. He fondled and sucked on. ”“It’s time,” Heather murmured in agreement.I glanced again at our bags, feeling unusually calm given the sudden uncertainty of the future that had been left in the wake of this discovery. How quickly the tidal waves can sneak up and sweep through... Heather passed out the fish, at once crispy and tender. As always, we ate in silence, appreciating the flavor and the peace of the present. The second and third servings followed, equally as good, to the point that we ate every last white flake.