Carling held the envelope and the receipt form.“Mr. Washington over there is an attorney. He claims that these papers concern you personally.”Jero...e distinctly heard the whispered question, “Ambulance chaser?”, to which Mrs. Carling judiciously shook her head. Shrugging, Westwood signed the receipt and ripped open the envelope. Jerome could see his eyes going wide but then he started to read. After reading through all seven pages he looked up at Jerome.“Mr. Washington, I presume?”Polite. Jerome. After a minute the door opened, and the black-shirted guard looked Taylor up and down.“Yes?” he asked.“I was told I could acquire special ... umm ... merchandise here by a friend of mine,” Taylor said.“Don’t know what you’re talking about,” he said, starting to close the door.“He said there was an auction was coming up soon, but he didn’t have the full details. I am very interested in the auction.”The door stopped its closing motion and opened once more. Looking him over the guard reached in. Even clothes from our time would wear out, and any personal items such a sanitary towels and tampons would run out eventually with nothing to replace them. We are best in the long term, to make use of what we can find locally.” John told her, “All I can think of are survival knives, as I can make things with them using local wood, and these blades stay sharp a long time. They usually come with a sharpening steel, so they should stay in god condition for many years. How many do you think we can. He was fucking me like a fat slut and I was loving it! I was moaning and begging him to fuck harder until he said he was about to cum. I quickly turned around and made him shoot his load all over my face. He shot probably 6 thick spurts all over my face. I was in heaven! I thanked him for the fuck with a kiss on the end of his cock and walked out of the room with the cum still all over his face. I walked past a couple of men who noticed this and followed me down to the showers.When i got down.