It’s Friday night, we finally have a weekend to ourselves to get away, I have secretly arranged everything. I can selfishly have you to myself. You ...elieve that the weekend is full of chores that need to be done around the house, but I have the secret safe. As you enter the house, from working all day you notice the overnight bags near the front door, you smile because you know that means I am taking you away for another romantic weekend, something new and different each time and I never cease. "What's that?" I said. "The blow job?" No," Jane said, "you really like having your ass played with." "You like it so much that you are moaning out loud."I told her she was crazy and she continued the blow job. I lost myself in the pleasure but noticed it when she again started to touch my hole. It really felt good and I secretly hoped she would stick her finger in like she had the previous night. "Go ahead and moan if you want to," Janie said. "I know it feels good for you and I think it's. It would need to be bigger then any that had been built, to date. Also needed, were containers large enough to hold the molten steel when it was made. The forms were to be made out of reinforced clay.For the first two months John had the furnace built, and ore moved into position. The blacksmiths were all excited by the prospect of the big furnace. While it was smaller than John had originally thought, it was by far the biggest furnace in the duchy.John was lucky in the fact that this land knew. Twenty of the Miwok and Yokuts Indians who are proficient with both a bow and a rifle ride with our group each week, scouting ahead and riding drag to make sure nobody surprises our wagons. Several of them stand guard each night, aided by the mules and by Wizzer’s progeny. While our wagons are in town, the Miwok and Yokuts warriors wait at the cabin. That way, people don’t get upset about “Indians” carrying rifles, and would-be bandits don’t know they’re with our group for security. We don’t.