I worked on the computer for an hour before I needed to leave to go to the office. I sent a text to one of the security men to come and stand guard an... put them back in their cells after the VIP’s left.Back at the office I met with Andy on the security zone; it would be ready to go in thirty days. We went over the final details for closing the border between Tijuana and California for traffic returning to California.We decided on thirty days because we had seven hundred and fifty men and ladies. ...............What a fucked up life this is I thought.I had taken my laptop to the states and on it I had photographs of Amanda and I in happier times, some nights my heart would feel heavy at the loss, but I never let it show in my few emails to Amanda, I had been in the states about 5 months when I received a email from Susan saying how worried she was about Amanda it seemed she had lost a lot of weight and was in trouble keeping on top of her job so much so that she had been forced to take. After Hogat and I cleaned out our milk pails, we picked up our rods and reels and joined the chicken farmers (Jontar, Sula and Veela) for some afternoon angling.A couple weeks into our routine, we were met with some major issues. First, we had our first large cat sighting and kill. Sonya managed to save a grateful Nomat when the big cat had stalked our friend as he retrieved the buck he had killed. Malok had warned me that while the predators had been removed from the area that it would only be. "The only thing that would make me stop doing this," he said as he came up for air, "would be if you asked me to sink my hard cock into your sweet little pussy, Nicki." Mmmm- that's a hard decision," Nicki said, then quickly started giggling at the inadvertent pun she had made. "Hard decision," she repeated, giggling again.Rick looked up at the giggling teen, as he resumed tonguing her dripping hot pussy, and fondling her tight teen ass."I wouldn't want you to have to make any 'hard' decisions,.