I think.”“Roughly? Seems the First Amendment applies to exactly 535 members of Congress.” Olé smirked. “Congress is prohibited from messing w...th our rights. Over and over again. Amendment after amendment restricting Congress, the government, from usurping power over our rights!”“This is ridiculous! Everybody knows...” Norman got no further.“You mean everybody ASSUMES they know, without actually reading the Constitution, didn’t you mean assumes rather than knows, Mr. Norman?” Olé. ” Nisha said.Sam laughed and turned his head.Nisha lowered her trousers and slipped down her thong.“My God. What an ass.” Sam said.“Shit. I told you not to look.” Nisha said, wondering what to do as she wanted to pee and could not cover herself.“I can’t help looking. Best ass I have ever seen.”“Hell.” Nisha muttered. She finished peeing and got up to pull up her panties and thong. Before she could do so, Sam was grabbing her ass from behind.”“What..? What are you doing Sam”? She gasped.“Cannot. I continued to manage all of my non-commercial accounts. I guess I was burned out.Because of boredom, I started trying my hand at writing fiction. I found that I enjoyed it, but I did not think I was very good so they were mostly for me. What I really enjoyed were American versions of the bodice rippers of English romantic fiction. My stories were set in the post-civil war west. I shamelessly stole story ideas from some of the best of the published stories. For kicks I had a friend make a. When she bent forward slightly to rub the cream into her shins and round her ankles the glory of her naked sex was in full view. Maybe this is what the old man was gawping at earlier? I felt my cock twitch and crouched for a second or two before deciding to find Geoff and tell him of my find. It turns out I was only one more dune away from the beach and a short stroll away from where Geoff and I had set our mats and towels down. He lay on his belly, his white arse reflecting sunlight like a.