There were elections to fix, trouble spots to stir up, fears to foment and legislation to subvert with bureaucratic hogwash. One world government was ...n achievable goal and these families had dedicated themselves to reaching it. It was a never ending, thankless job, but someone had to do it. The last set of reports from Chicago and environs, had pictured the well crafted and maintained 'machine', their families had spent generations building, being brought to ruin. This could not go unanswered. After about an hour and a half Beth was finished applying the paint and it was looking incredible! Sabrina looked like some kind of Pharaoh or Cleopatra. The paint was mostly applied to the sides, the pussy, and the face and leaving blank spaces on the breasts and belly.Kim and Nicolas were just about finished with the food and Nicolas had set up a strong type of buffet table. Nicolas had asked Kim for a thin camping mattress for Sabrina to lie on and some very small and thin pillow to give. It was the hottest thing I had ever seen. Amy smiled at me and told me that she wanted to make me feel better than I had made her feel. I stripped and laid on my back, while she straddled herself onto me. Amy began massaging my breasts and licking the nipples a few times, to let her know she was doing a good job I moaned. I told her if she really wants to get me off then she should go down on me. She must have known what I meant because she soon became level with my dripping pussy. Amy licked. “Yes, you are,” Tina giggled.“Well, I only use my powers for good, not evil.”“So what’s on YOUR agenda, Cin?” Tina asked.“That crew in Missouri’s ready to come home. I’m taking Songbird up there to get them.”“Songbird?” I asked.“Yeah,” Cindy smiled. “That big twin-engined plane you were asking about. Hey, if you want ... I have room. It’s seven hundred miles and we’ll be back this evening.”“Barring any disasters,” Tina said.“What about Derek?”“You know, Tara, I watched Derek heading out.