I couldn't help but think that whatever she had planned, I surehoped it was worth it.She came through the door, planted a kiss right on my lips, and s...id Iwas just going to love what she had planned. I helped her carry in hermiscellaneous bags and packages, and once we had everything in, and wereable to get comfortable, she let me in on her plan.She said we would be going as Han Solo and Princess Leia. I was a bitlet down. These were pretty average costumes, and would be hard pressedto win. Someone was tapping at the door. Knocking.She groaned as she remembered telling Bobby to come back in the morning. She sat up, disoriented from the poor quality of her sleep. Reaching for her robe was natural, as was tying the belt around her slim waist. Her feet found her fuzzy sippers without conscious thought. She didn’t think about her hair until her hand was already on the knob. He was tapping gently again.She swung the door open to find Bobby standing there in a jacket, stocking cap, and. I did, however.Back to the dream---In it, I'd received a letter in the mail informing me that as a Southern white male, and who's ancestors had been confirmed slave owners, that I was to report within the next week to one of the many 'Reparation Centers' that had suddenly popped up all across the South. Mine was close by: Atlanta. The letter went on to inform me that I had been assigned the task of sucking one thousand black cocks (and swallowing each of their loads of cum), as MY contribution. That option was complete, total destruction and extinction of the Likos.Ginaya joined Yuri on the deck with vision glasses of her own. She scanned the ocean around the island and then spotted them. Ginaya shook Yuri on the shoulder and pointed at where she was looking. When he followed her point, he spotted the two canoes also. They watched as the canoes rowed to a nearby island and there they spotted two more canoes that were on the beach. They searched the island and soon spotted another.