Minor parties stood no chance. Both major parties had deep, structural flaws. I had to make my choice. I cast my first ballot for President in 1992. F...r Ross Perot, of all people! I thought, let’s give someone fundamentally different a shot. Who knows how that might have gone?“Second time Clinton came up, I thought, well, I don’t like his gun control, but that’s not on the ballot and Dole’s tax cuts would blow up the budget and only help the rich. Plus, I blamed Gingrich at least somewhat for. Millie and Beth Ann took Brian to a temporary base camp, where they cooked for the first responders, and assisted with the recovery center set up.Brian learned a lot about being a man that day.When the sun came up, and the damage was assessed, Jim and I agreed to quietly help replace homes and businesses for our displaced neighbors. Jim knew of a homebuilder we could 'hire' to get to work immediately.Colleen's organizational skills and determination, moved tons of food and water to Branson in. It was obvious he didn't want to be anywhere near Jay--or Jeremy--but he didn't want to leave Frank, either. "Right behind me, Frank?" he asked."I promise," Frank said again; and then quickly added, "Don't tell your mom about this, Oliver."Frank was looking at Jay again as he heard Oliver's footsteps fade away somewhere behind him, not liking the way that Jay seemed to be watching Oliver go with some obvious contempt. "Why are you spying on us?" Frank repeated, drawing Jay's attention back to. “No, say what you really mean” I ordered, lightly slapping her ass again. She stopped bouncing on my cock and began slowly moving her hips back and fourth. She looked me right in the eyes and whispered “I love you” My hands slid up her back and pulled her down to me “I love you too” I groaned before our tongues twirled around each other. I felt every muscle in Ashley’s body tighten as she rested her head on my shoulder and let out a load groan. “I’m cumming…I’m gonna cum” she yelled, grabbing.