"Down that path lie refuges, mostly farmers and their families, many whorecently fled their homes because of the last Demonstration of Faith.They all ...ave a desire to fight, and refuse to just sit back and donothing. Unfortunately, there isn't a real warrior among them. So what doyou think will happen when they try and fight a troop of your Guerrier?"The young commander nodded, knowing exactly what would happen. "So whatdo you want me to do?" Lead them, train them, be their strength when things. She reached onto her desk and reached for a cigarette, raising one to her sexy red lips. The flick of her liter was the only sound in her office as I watched her light the cigarette. She took a puff and then set her smoke down on an ashtray. Looking up and directly into my eyes she paused for a moment before speaking. "How old are you" she asked? "Eighteen" I replied. There was another pause while she reached for her cigarette and took a puff. She continued to stare into my eyes as if she was. . And two prettier, sexier, louder, little-white-Irish-girls with attitude couldn't be imagined! Masses of dark auburn hair with natural redish highlights; impish-piercing green eyes; that Irish complextion that spoke of a translucency supporting constellations of freckles; blooming hour-glass figures that could instantly stun a young male into awestruck silence;... and raucous mouths that could blister paint.One look at this strange duo of a gangly, bearded 'beatnik' and a rangy 'coloured'. As Snake Lady was now unfastening and pulling down her shorts and panties as all my wife could do was move this way and that to in some way help Snake Lady accomplish this. Just as Big Black Bull Louie answers and I say we're ready, and he says i'm just blocks from your house now. The whole time all this is going on my wife is looking at me as if saying with her now glassy, lust filled eyes of dark brown color please forgive me for I'm about to get my pussy fucked by another man. Another man.