Tom nudged his horse and he stood up, they both looked around to see a beaten and battered path of destruction where the storm had passed. He walked u... the low bank of the creek and his horse followed, he checked him over for any cuts and scrapes. His horse shook his head and then his whole body as if shaking off the feeling of fear. Tom swung to his back and headed for the trail again. The ruts were filled with rainwater and he rode to the side of the ruts. He looked in the distance and saw a. No, I guess it wasn’t like that.The Department of Defense allocated over $100 million for PTSD research. The Defense Appropriations Act.Macklin viewed the disease, well the victims, as a growth area. Although not yet a market they could grow themselves as they had with opioids addiction. But the fuckers might even be working on ... no, too early to go that cynical.Meanwhile pressure on another government agency — the Food and Drug Administration — took on a growing urgency. In the form of. When I went out into the main cabin, I found many of the others had followed my lead and claimed sleeping berths. I found a nice comfy chair and pulled out my phone.While I’d slept, I’d received several messages and texts. Brook had sent one with my share of the flight cost. With Rita’s help, it was about four times what I would pay for a first-class ticket. The upside was I didn’t have to drive to Chicago and go through their security, saving me several hours of travel time. I was also able to. Her body already showed age. Her face was wrinkled and as she stripped before me I saw the majority of her body was as well.She turned and faced me her pussy covered by a forest of hair which even though it revolted me intrigued me.“Come suck my cunt.” She said plainly.She sat on her bed laying back and spreading her legs fat hanging down as she did so.I moved towards her slowly feeling my limp dick stiffen slightly as I parted her hair.Her pussy lips were big, bigger than I’d expected but I.