I believe that I have a plan to help the Cheyenne, and it will be a long time before it will come to pass. But each thing that happens will make it be...ter for the Cheyenne people."Grey Eagle grunted and nodded his head. "And as usual you won't tell me anything that you are going to do. I will have to wait until it is finished before you tell me what is happening?"Fighting Hawk smiled and shook his head. "Some of it I can tell you, but some you will have to wait until I get back to learn how. ,” I responded."Cool," he replied.The next evening around 9 pm I returned to the adult theater and took a seat in the rear with my hat pulled down as usual. About five minutes later the screen came on for the 9 pm viewing and the movie began. “Hello, Mr. Jones,” stated the lady.“Come on in Mrs. Wilson,” shouted the man behind the desk as the camera angled just to his left focused on a small coffee table, one chair and a older sofa.Mrs. Wilson was a well dressed and well-put-together medium. But, I owed it to myself to check it out, I knew from experience how technology could ‘oft gang agley’.Eventually I would visit the Workings Enclaves, and perhaps they were now more pleasant than they eventually could become. I could visit again later, and see how the dis utopia progressed. I wouldn’t forgive myself if I sloughed off and missed a golden age of progress because I was listening to too much gossip or too many historical biographies. There was even a new genus of gossip, called. I cupped one in my hand, holding her nipple like it was a sacrifice to my lips. My wet tongue causing her nipple to harden as I sucked on her. Essie's gentle moaning drove me on, furthering my resolve to conquer her love. I sucked her other nipple and gave it a gentle bite. I unbuckled her shorts and forced them down over her hips until they fell to the floor. I dropped my jeans to the floor also, kicking them to the side. I kissed my was down to her cleft and gently sucked her clit into my.