.. read Jim ... wanted to go prospecting.We went regularly. So did a great many others ... much to our dismay. Gold prices soared. What was once thirt... five dollars an ounce had risen to two thousand an ounce. There were people camping at our favorite places. Our diggings were invaded. If one could drive to the site there were people there.I turned 27 ... Just Abbie was twenty. I sent her off to racing school. It wasn’t that I didn’t appreciate her ... I did. But she was underfoot. When I. I also used this chance to touch her hip and play with it. She never noticed though, but I got a hard-on.The maid had just had her hair bath and the smell of shampoo was tempting me. She told me that her husband never held her like that and he has never been this kind to her. All he wanted was her money. I then slowly turned her towards me and gave her a proper hug.She then noticed my hard-on now and hugged me tightly. I realized that she wanted me to go further. I slowly moved my hand on her. Would keep her, and them, safe. Not really knowing why it seemed right, Shanna reached over and placed her hand on the girl's knee."We do what we came here to do. We're soldiers. Polish soldiers. It will take more than a few pointy-eared freaks to send us running. Right?" Right!" Anelie's whole attitude shifted. She was confident again, body tense as she leaned towards Shanna. Shanna chuckled as she glanced at the hulk of a brother beside the girl. Bogdi had his own beefy hand on Anelie's. Kango slammed in and out with vigor. He pulled the singer to his knees and kept pounding. He fondled Domenico’s titties.“Oh! My dark African dick looks good going in and out of your Italian ass, castrato,” howled Kango.“I love that big African manhood,” whined Domenico.“I would have been fucking you when you were seven if I knew you then!”“Oh, really, Your Excellency?!?”“Absolutely! My last boy-wife was eleven. He was cute and small.”“Wow! Give me that large African tool!”“I think I will.