He had aa fresh smell of musk fragrance. Then as I look over the book I can see he has soft hair. "Read out loud know please," he commands as he taps ...n my knees.Really! Where was I? I decideto go back a few pages."He pulls Katharina towards the eaged of the bonnet. Lifting her ass up hight so he can have full view of her women hoodoo,"I feels his lips on my inner thigh, and a shiver goes though me. He is going to do everything I am going to read. Maybe I should make up my own story. "His lips. No doubt he was waiting for other men? I remained lurking inthe thicket, well hidden to observe it. He was a handsome Mediterraneanman (probably an Algerian, Tunisian or Moroccan immigrant), he must havebeen around fifty, probably finding himself there looking for a gayencounter to relieve himself. Indeed, the immigrants, many in my regionat that time, often lived without women and did not have much money topay for prostitutes. Finally, it was an assumption that came to mind, Ihad no. Also, I just love sin on general principles, at least of that nature. Sin is in, as I like to say. Sin is in!“Pregnancy isn’t a problem and won’t be under my new social order, especially not with a UBI, while STIs are going to be a lot easier to treat and cure. Just fuck a succubus or incubus. They can’t be infected and they’ll heal you, either through turning incubus outright or by dying and turning succubus. There goes your STIs. A lot of that issue will just fade away before anyone realizes. Chief of all, your mother fervently wishes to see you, your wife, and your son while there is still time. As I mentioned, her health has been declining, and she hopes against hope that she may yet hold her youngest grandson in her arms and that she will be granted the chance to meet your wife, whom, of course, we all will love to meet one day.It is on this note that I want to end. Please, James, consider to return. There may be gold left that you have not picked up yet, riches you have not yet.