. it is a Thought Piece THE CHILDREN OF THE SILENT GENERATION... (and for their children - so they will understand)Born in the 1930s and early 40s, we...exist as a very special age cohort. We are the Silent Generation.We are the smallest number of children born since the early 1900s. We are the “last ones.”We are the last generation, climbing out of the depression, that can remember the winds of war and the impact of a world at war which rattled the structure of our daily lives for years.We are. “This is Liz,” Nick introduces the lithe beauty, “and Chanda, my angel and her mentor. They will teach you martial arts and the use of deadly weapons.”The two ladies demonstrate unarmed fighting. “It’s beautiful,” Anastasia comments. “Like a dance.”“I have learned from several Asian people,” Chanda explains, “and have synthesized these various martial movements into what I think would be most effective. Watch again and notice our differences.”After another bout, Anastasia sees the different. We arranged to meet in a bar that was a stone's throw away from my flat, As i entered the bar it was pretty dark and i waited for my eyes to ajust to the dim lighting, then i noticed her sat at the bar wearing a skin tight, dark red dress that was knee high, she looked amazing. I walked over to her and straight away i was struck by a beautiful smile as she turned to greet me. we had afew drinks then decided to go back to my place as we both knew what we wanted. Entering my place we headed. What next: anal sex? My dick jumped at that thought, and I agreed. It WAS something to think about, and a good thought at that.Shelby walked into the room, throwing her tee shirt and bra into a corner. She looked like some African princess, complete with a bald bush. I only now that because she let the short black skirt fall to the floor before making her way over to me."Your mother tells me you have a problem. I hope I can help." Her hand felt like velvet as it wrapped around my dick and began.