" I'm gonna have to take your word for it. I have no experience with Euro-trash real or fake," I admitted with a grin."Then you are indeed fortunate."...Leon suggested turning his attention to a mens store which had just opened it's grill. "You two continue on, I'm going shopping." I am surprised that you are willing to shop in our little mall," I admitted."Good clothes are good clothes, poorly made clothes are the same everywhere. At the moment I expect everything to be trash, so one trash heap. It had been a while since he had last satisfied her with his tongue and he wanted to make amends. He parted her thighs. Her musky scent greeted his nostrils; Ginny was very wet. He ran his tongue over her inner labia lips, up as far as her clitty and then back down to love channel where a flood of juices greeted his tongue. Ginny groaned loudly. “Is this what you need?” Larry asked her. “Oh yes,” she moaned loudly. Ginny began to buck and writhe as she moaned. Larry thought about Biker. Not to take any chances, Vern had filled his reel with 50 Pound Test. The fish fought, but so did Vern. Even 50 Pound Test would break if snapped suddenly, so he let the fish fight, and then reeled him in slowly. He let the fish fight a little more, then reeled him in a little more. About a half-hour later, Ol' Flounder was flapping and gasping for breath on a tree stump set back from the water's edge. Vern dropped the fish into a small plastic garbage bag along with some pond water. Mmmm-mmmm!. Now GO!"The Commander was about to open his mouth when Drivas stared at him making him shake uncontrollably. "Yes special agent! Right away!" The male said falling over himself as he started to bark orders.Turning back to Sam Drivas nodded, "Will that do Samuel?" She asked.Sam was deep in thought for a few moments. "For now Drivas for now. I'll remove all the rest of the I.P. monitors as soon as they are gone. So are you following me?" Sam asked."No, we were on special assignment when we heard.