I intend to fight them by bringing the TaF out into the open, getting people to see them for who and what they are, and even getting Earth First to di...own them.”“That’ll weaken Earth First.”“Do you think that bothers me? I was never happy with the idea of an Earth First government in the first place, but to actually ban the Confederacy and CAP cards from Britain, as they did two months ago, that was sheer lunacy.”“But getting rid of the TaF isn’t going to help in the long run. It’s the Earth. Wasn't expecting you though." I said as I looked up at her standing on the dock above me, a few whisps of blond hair peaking around the extremely tiny covering over her crotch. I could see there was a dark spot on the white material that had to be wetness from her pussy. The thinness of the suit allowed the outline her meaty outer pussy lips to stand out before the white material narrowed and disappeared between her legs. The reaction in my shorts was immediate and distinct, with my hardon. Most of that stuff would be handled by computer anyway, there was no reason to keep physical files on employees... Ethan pulled one from the drawer, opening the folder. There was a form inside with an NYPD emblem on the top, it looked like a police report. It was old, the paper yellowed and cracked in places, the text written in looping cursive. His eyes began to widen as he read from the aged document. It was a police report from the nineteen-fifties, detailing a fight between two patrons over. She returned at eleven-thirty-five, her clickjangle of heels and car-keys announced on the kitchen table. Joey left his deskchair and flopped as quietly as he could on the bed, which was scarcely three feet behind. He regretted not shrinking the window. Up he clambered, clicked, and the room was darker, the desktop being some astronomical photo giving off a faint light. He heard her coming up the stairs, heels now in her hand or disposed of in the livingroom. She went to her bedroom and into.