One good thing from this whole mess,everybody's eating a whole lot healthier now. Costs more, but it's worthit.I'm glad I didn't get any of that poiso..., but there are times I almostwish I had. Or that I'd been born gay. Nah, I'm straight. No pussy forme, thanks. But sometimes I think it'd be easier.It's just... things have changed so much. You just can't go out alone atnight. You just can't. Sure, I'm in favor of Proposition 20. Rape shouldalways have had the death penalty. But I don't think. "I can't. I'm sorry. I can't." He looked away from JD and stared hard at Wilton, "Stay away from April. And stay the hell away from Joan-n-Jean." He stalked out of the tent and JD turned to follow him.Marcus stopped him, "Let him be, Julius. Ain't gonna fix that one today."Parker put a hand on JD's shoulder, "Julius, congratulations. I'm gonna go get this one settled in. I'll make we see you before we leave." Thank you, Parker." JD looked at Wilton again and swallowed hard, "I expect ta you see. I did not want him to cum just yet so I stopped and propped my ass in the air begging him to fuck me. I noticed the guy that was watching us earlier was standing in the room watching with about five other guys. My pussy got wetter just thinking of all their hard cocks throbbing under their towels. My husband was already fucking me doggy style as I noticed the guy slide in front of me on the floor and watch us up close. Soon he was caressing my tits as my husband fucked my ass. He got a little. I joined them.Once inside, I realized it was just one large room, like an airplane hangar, nothing more than a cement floor with metal walls and a metal roof.A wooden platform had been constructed on one side of the building with a microphone and two large speakers. A man in traditional Mid-Eastern clothing stood on the platform waiting for all of the refugees to enter.As the room filled, I began counting heads, there were about eighty men with black hair. There were five or six men with.