Yeah, I can see myself winning the Nobel Prize for Peace and standing up where Al Gore stood. How better to win a war than by intimidation and without...firing a single bullet and wasting a single human life? ‘I’d like to thank everyone involved in the creation of my Cutout Cop company, COC, and now my Cutout Military Company, CUM, and those who are responsible for the production of products and who directly and indirectly helped me to win the Nobel Peace Prize.’ Yes, I am sure that I will have. I was not going to win this battle. There was no coming back and I was waking up. I turned to my back and lifted one leg over Logan as he never broke away from me. He tossed the blankets off and lifted my thighs up to give himself better access to me. Licking, kissing and sucking my ass ferociously, Logan was relentless. He loved rimming me and it made me crazy. It felt so good but it became torture. “Fuck me baby. Please fuck me, Logan!” I grunted over and over begging him as he tongued my. S’s long legs and that traced an hourglass figure up her pencil skirt to a perfectly proportioned waist. At 28, she was by far the youngest teacher at the school, and widely acknowledged as being hotter than most students. He easily imagine her pushing her body out of that skirt while she stood with her back to the class in front of her desk, the grey fabric sliding over her improbably perfect hips, revealing an ass that begged to be worshiped. In his mind, she glanced seductively over her. The remaining three seats were occupied by clean shaven men of varying ages dressed in store bought suits. With their starched white collars and black derbies, Mary figured them all for drummers, on the road to sell their wares. How different their lives must be, she thought, blushing modestly and quickly looking away when her eyes accidentally met those of the youngest of the three.The city was left behind very quickly. The dust of its streets was traded for the dust of sand, the stage now.