Angenehm frisch strich sie über ihre verschwitzte Haut.Sie betrachtete den in Dunkelheit getauchten Campingplatz. Überall um sie herum standen Zelte... Wohnmobile und Wohnwägen auf ihren Stellplätzen. Bis auf ein paar zirpende Grillen war alles still und der tief stehende Vollmond gab durch sein Licht eine außergewöhnlich gute Sicht. Je mehr sich ihre Augen an die Dunkelheit gewöhnten, desto mehr Details konnte sie ausmachen. Das Auto ihres Vaters vor dem Stellplatz und das Wohnmobil ihre. "Women have been spinning thread as long as there's been cloth." This is why I joined the Co-op," Carlyn said. "I wanted to get in touch with those things that have been the province of women through all of history."Kalliste laughed. "You are welcome to it. I've spun more than my share of thread." She studied Carlyn's face, and then looked at Anna with a raised eyebrow. "I had a story I was going to tell, but now I don't think so."Anna nodded, her long face solemn. "Carlyn's boyfriend left her. Anyway Steve positioned her in the middle of the floor and told her to put her head right down so that her left cheek was on the cold but smooth concrete floor. Her bum was in the air and her holes were more visible and exposed even with her thighs tightly closed together it felt like her lips were being pushed out. She also noted down that the cool air blowing across her hot sore bum cheeks was extremely nice and was helping to ease the throbbing she was feeling. It felt like ten minutes but. "I let people in the door if they are worthy."That intensified my curiosity. "Huh? How do you decide if they are worthy?" Either they are someone the Congressman has already done business with, or they have something in their wallet to contribute." You mean money." Of course," she said with a devious smile. "Look, my job is to sort out the lobbyists that are willing to support Congressman Friedman's agenda from those who are there to change his vote. I've been doing it for the last two years,.