“Ah. Okay.” Alex looked relieved that we wouldn’t have to go back out into the cold.While fascinating to historians, one squiggle carved into th... wood soon starts to look like any other for laymen like Alex and me. So our little exploration soon shifted to the images carved into the walls beside the tree. They had faded slightly over time and any color that might have been there had long since flaked off, but you could still make out the gist of it.The left side showed various people and. "Nobody talked, and that's how it started. A few days later I got Chuck and his roommate involved, too. Pretty soon as I was doing it every morning. The guys knew the schedule and would just leave their doors open for me when it was their turn. It didn't take long before it was a major habit - I felt shitty if I missed a day, and the only way I could get off anymore was when a guy came in my mouth."I was speechless."Talking about it, it sounds like a bad deal, but they were always really sweet. Ashton Lovelock, on the other hand, was a town of owner-occupation that had now become a neighbourhood of squats as the number of those who could afford to buy property in the over-crowded Kingdom of England had shrunk at the same rate as the supply of non-derelict housing stock. This town had once been home to a prosperous community of second and third generation Asian immigrants, but the regrettable policies of the recently deposed Government of National Unity had resulted in their total. Maybe it never happens, but many of us fantasize about this. In the “Fantastics” they wrote a song about it. It turned out to be just what the girl needed. Not very PC. But then who decides what’s PC? The feminists are mostly what I’d call anti-feminists, woman who hate men and don’t want the rest of us to enjoy being women. My definition of enjoying my femininity is yielding myself completely to the pleasures of men. Nothing is ever much fun that does not involve.