” Fifteen more minutes of similar questions including some personal ones such as food, beverages and of course, ‘What was it like to live forever?...��“When I do live forever, maybe I can answer that question. For now, I can only answer that people are mostly the same, only their situations change.”“Thank you, Smith, you were a big help. Can I publish this interview after I hand in my paper?”“As long as it is unadulterated. If you have any questions regarding that email me. Colleen has my contact. "It's the guy there" I pointed out and they stared open mouthed at me,"Lenny" Danny's dad said softly, "That's Ken, he's worked for us in this pub for over twenty years, I'd trust him with my life!" You'd lose it then" I said as kindly as possible, "He's robbing you"I went on to explain, their bar was square with a till on two sides, after I'd bought my first drink before asking for Danny, I'd given him a twenty pound note, the drink came to two pounds exactly but what had caught my attention. The only time I intentionally use it is when Ron asks me what my safeword is before we start an intense session.Anyway, Ron is working a local job... well relatively local. It is about an hour from home if you took the freeway. Then it is about five miles back to the actual site where they are building this brand new factory of some sort. Ron took me out there once to show me where the buildings would be going up. It’s a local job, but he’s still gone at least twelve hours a day.I was really. The man has no problem with it. So long as he can go at it, he will. And with Kennedy, he can keep it up all night if he has to.His hands run down her thighs, under the curve of her knees and slowly down over the delicate curves of her calves. He caresses her ankles. His hands move over and up her luscious long legs. He bends his head down again and extends his tongue once more. He touches her as his digits linger over her thighs. Her moans are now more like mewls like a cat being petted in all.