I seen the light go up a tree then stop. A treehouse? Austin guided me to the base of the tree and made me climb up first. I got to the top and it was...a pretty sturdy platform about 8 square feet with a tent in the middle. Kota grabbed my hand and guided me to the tent. "Guys I kinda wanna go back. The mosquitos are getting bad and I'm night blind and I just wanna go back". "You'll be fine. We just wanna sit here and rest for a minute" Austin said. When we were all in the tent, Kota. He asked if i liked it and i said yes. he asked me if i wanted to do the same for him, i told him i would touch his cock but that i wouldn't suck it. so i jacked him off until he got off, so after that i would always go looking for him, but i never saw him again. the good thing was that two other older hobos would sleep there and i go visit them and we would share their wine and in no time they would have take a piss so I would also take a piss too, I sneak a look at their cocks, I noticed one. Ignoring this, as it cannot possibly affect their cultivation, he continues to observe. When they pass the eight-hour mark, he begins to have a thread of worry. Most are finished by this point, but they don’t seem to be anywhere near completing their breakthroughs. Their bodies are covered in stinky and unsightly crud that has come out of their pores and orifices. This is typical, but not to the extent he is witnessing here. This is on top of the cracking sounds coming from their bones,. Very dangerous, well guarded and jealously protected ... Okinoshima island was not the only listening station. The Japanese guarded the Sea of Japan as closely as any harbor in the world. Of course they noticed.The Japanese Coast Guard, part of the Japanese Self-Defense Forces, have a patrol boat and station near there.RING (Japanese Goast Guard phone.)“Hai.” (Translated conversation.) “YES?”“A sailboat flying a New Zealand flag is loitering off the Yura harbor?”“Five minutes of sailing back.