One day, we will prevail and all the citadels will crumble." Wow," I gasped. "Quite a speech." Unfortunately that's all it is: words. We're no closer ...o achieving our goal than we were decades ago. We manage though, keeping under the citadel's radar to prevent them causing us undue harm. Small farms raise enough pigs and chickens to maintain a relatively varied diet. If it wasn't for the lack of staples, we wouldn't have to leech off the villages." I don't understand." None of strains of cereal. By George, that was a close one! Wasn’t able to get the kids out, but that’s sadly them paying the price for my naivete. Anyway, we’re set to refuel for a day or two in the country and then make a dash for Antwerp. I’m brushing up on my Flemish, to put it mildly. Figure that the Belgians owe us a bit for sticking up for them in 1914 against the Huns. I just hope that the lads don’t pay too high a price for my stupidity.“Did you see that bit about the Prince of Wales? Seems that he and the Duke. She had had dozens of orgasms herself in that time. After the last guy had spurted in her she had almost past out from the shear ecstasy of it all.Rita and Blondie helped her stand up, her legs were completely numb, she needed help to get to the bathroom to clean herself up, as when she got vertical what seemed like a 1/2 gallon of hot slimy cum and her own juices started pouring down her thighs. "Damn girl, I never ever thought I would see the day when you could pull a gang bang bigger than. "Gotcha!" was all Tamara said.Lena came out of the house wondering what all the laughing was about. Tamara told her they had just gotten me with a visual joke.Lena was wearing her running clothes. She asked me if I was ready. I told her I would be in five minutes if she wanted to go ahead and start stretching.I went in and put on my gear and returned. Tamara and Susan were talking like old friends. Lena and I jumped the fence and took off."John, who is Susan?" She is Steve's sister and Kegler's.