The priority for the Rakan and human citizens is ensuring that everyone is housed, fed, clothed and educated. Everything else is secondary and high-en... clothing, devices and things of that nature are a distant third. Obviously Zelena went with something extremely nice, but it certainly wasn’t that distant third, over the top quality. Yet it is certainly doing the trick.Now, Azelia isn’t really a dancer, and dances aren’t really her thing, but tonight after meeting Zelena, they both are. So they. We need to do something to shake these kids, but anything we could do would be lost on them. There is something fundamentally wrong with the generation after ours, and I’m not sure how to fix it.”“Said every generation in history,” I grinned.“True,” she agreed. “But something has changed. Most of these kids were four or five when that idiot Reagan was elected.”“Hey now,” I chuckled. “I like Reagan.”“OK, so you’re an idiot, too!” Trish grinned. “But you like the pseudo-libertarian Reagan, not. I felt so sexy and my little 14 year old cock started to get hard again. I thought about cranking one more out before I left, but I figured my daily walk around the neighborhood would take care of this particular ache. Maybe I'd go over to my buddy Doug's house to hang out and smoke some weed and listen to the same 4 cds we always listened too. Of course I'd also have to listen to him freak out over some girl at school while I sat there pretending to care & agree with how hot she was and all. I am ready sister!Gorgo! Gorgo where are you? For'mya called out within Mindvoice.The Clone/Gorgo stabbed down viciously with the long bladed knife into the chest of the wide eyed Spartan beneath her, his half burned body unwilling to respond to his commands and his brain asking why the King's mother was killing him.The Clone/Gorgo turned quickly wrenching the knife free at the sounds of approaching feet and she saw the two Bo'yak dart from the cover of the trees to her position."Damn you!" She.