'rug rash'. Wearing only bath robes, we returned to the den, to check on the patio activities. Monte was passed out on a lounge chair, Callie had Jim...s flaccid dick in her mouth, trying to revive it. “Damn, Don,” Jim could barely catch his breath between words, “how in the hell have you been able to keep up with this sexy, fuckin' maniac? She's done fucked Monte's ass into the dirt, and I've dumped enough cum in her to float a fuckin' anvil. She still wants more!” I pulled Callie off Jim,. Still that is a long way away. There are horror stories told in the Civil Service, but they really aren't horror stories 'cause they're true, of concubines and even dependents starving to death or being suffocated 'cause the sponsor failed to tell the pod to maintain minimum services and call the Civil Service Officer (if there was one on his station) or make a will to someone who survived the battle.Now that I've reacted somewhat to what you've written let me tell you about my life. We should. He came and picked me up and I asked him how we were going to work it if she didn't go along? He said I guess we will just force her, she didn't think she was going to divorce him over it after all these years and he knew if she would just do it she would enjoy it. He stopped at the d**g store and got some lube and handed it to me. Said he didn't think she got very wet at her age and if mine was as big as I said it was I would need it to keep from hurting her. I told him even if we had to force. ’ He motioned to the books stacked on the bookshelf. Wordlessly, she walked towards the bookshelf and studied the titles on the fat volumes. She wasn’t sure how he could not find it, considering most of the titles were in alphabetical order. She figured it was just another asinine request from a man used to getting whatever he wanted. Once she found it, she extended the novel out to him only for him to glance at the title, then sharply say, ‘Close the door.’ ‘I’m sorry,’ she apologized,.