I managed to concentrate enough to do some solid library research before dinner, and rushed home with just enough time to wash up, put on more present...ble clothes, and pick up a decent bottle of wine. I arrived right on time, and when she opened the door she was dressed in a loose blouse and slacks. She stood aside and beckoned me inside, and when the door closed she kissed me deeply. After we separated to take a breath, I handed her the wine and she looked at it with a frown. "They really need. . Warning though I haventbeen fucked in over a year." She bent over the bed with only her jeans on and unzipped the front of them and pulled down only the back, just below her ass. " Cant I see your pussy?" I said. She shook her head. " Be happy with what you have." so i figured what the hell, stripped down bare nakedand began to fuck her over her bed It wasn't long before she groaned and came and clenched up which would make me push all 10 inches in to her and cum. Now that I was completely. .. you know what.I was reminded of this childhood rhyme by some recent events, and it kind of fits in with those childhood anxieties we all experience; is there a bogey man outside in the dark waiting to get you? This is one of those things that demonstrates the impossibility of proving a negative. You can prove there is something there, but you can't prove there isn't. Everyone knows that as soon as you put the light on the bogeyman can't be seen. But that doesn't prove that he isn't there. In. Now they kill each other, but they don't bring enough soldiers. Therefore they pay the African to perform this duty for them. The British, they bring their own dark people to kill and die for them. They bring men from India, far away across the sea. Why is this? If the whites have an argument with each other, why can't they keep it among themselves?The white citizens have their own encampment. Now less then a dozen of them, they spent the night in some tents borrowed from the military stores..