And their seductive smiles and private perfumes. India can send several teams of four. Just like China. From America I do not expect many candidates t... pass the nude test. Probably a few tantalizing teams from islands in the Carabean Sea. Weak amatrices without ranking. But they will win with boobs and bums. My beloved Pacific Islands provide even better beauties, by my taste. (Remember I preside the all female Olympic Committee, hence have the decisive vote in cases of non-unanimity!). But. Anyway, Alan heard that and said, "What's that? You said you wanted to fuck us? You couldn't handle both of us." Fuck off, commie faggot!" (They had played "Che" a few minutes before.)"You know, that's the seventh time you've called me a faggot. That's not cool." He lit a cigarette. Most of the audience were laughing, muttering to themselves, and/or standing in the back with their arms crossed. "Nothing wrong with being a faggot," he continued. I could tell something bad was about to happen, so. He slid his hat over his head to hide his face and waited.He got a good glimpse of the girl in the soft light that existed. There were no cars on the road and not another soul in sight. She was wearing a short skirt, heels, a red-coloured crop-top. She had long browny-red hair, and had a coat over her shoulder, although it was not done up; it was a warm night.She looked in her late teens or early twenties, and he licked his lips; she would be the prettiest girl to date. Of course, this wasn't. It is the place where I first come, where I first meet Linda, where I know happiness with Linda more than I ever know before.But new dwelling is also fine, finer yet than this one, and land is very beautiful. There we will be nearer to others than here, but just as here, not to see if we do not wish. And there is great forest there, Linda says is “park” where all may go but rarely do. When I ask why few go there she says many prefer life in city such as where office is. I do not understand why.