I wanted Ruma to become in this time line what the Phoenicians were in my former time line. I figured that trade was the secret to advancing civilizat...on, which was our ultimate goal. Of course, I figured our sex cult of Venus worship would advance civilization and, at the same time, drag women up to the level of men in the importance of daily living.One thing I wanted to do was to give the Egyptians an incentive to become the bread-basket of the known world a few thousand years earlier than it. From the very first feelings I had about my sexuality I realised I had a strange fetish toward older men, the fatter, the hairier the sweatier the better, well within reason but I understood this fetish very well so much so that I avoided almost all contact with people my own age or younger than me in any sexual manner it was something that didn't turn me on at all and was definitely out of my comfort zone unless I was extremely desperate, so this particular day was a Saturday morning and I was. LISTER: What are you saying to me, Rimmer?RIMMER: (Waxing lyrical) I'm just saying, Lister, that with times asgood as those, there's no point in letting something small and sillylike this come between a friendship that we've nurtured like a smallflower, petal by petal, and watched blossom and bloom into somethingrare and special.LISTER: OK, give me Kochanski.RIMMER: Smeg off! Dishwasher-breath! You won't turn me back on!LISTER: What, Rimsy-Wimsy-Mimsy, me bestest ever pal?RIMMER: All right,. The native took the knife tip and lightly teased around Mindy’s nipples. She froze and her spine tingled at the stimulation and the danger. The tip circled her areolas, causing the flesh to goose bump. Her nipples became harder than ever as the knife tip lightly moved over the fleshy buds.Again the native drove the knife into the pole. He took a breast in each of his calloused, strong hands and started to fondle, stroke and caress the mounds. His thumbs flicked over the hard nipples, making.