Are there Hurricane Days?People migrated to the New World ... the New World didn't migrate to them. You takes what you gets. Don't like winter? Go whe...e winter doesn't.It was her country so she made the rules. The Un-United States had rules she didn't care for ... Too picked the ones she didn't like and changed them.Maybe that should be the Disunited States?She didn't like the busing or consolidated schools either. Consolidating the schools was a government attempt at getting the children off. Now that I was dressed and made up, I decided it was time toexplore the rest of the house.I opened the door and saw another room across the hall. It was an office ofsome kind, some cabinets and computers filled it. Down the hall a bit was abathroom, and across from that another room. This was a bedroom, perhaps aguest room. As I continued down the hallway it opened up into a largeliving room. There was a table near where I was, and farther away a coupleof couches and an entertainment center. I. As I get closer I can see that he has his cock in his hand and he is pumping up and down. I get in front of him and he still does not notice me. I sit on the nasty floor of the subway and say out load 'HEY' he stops and stares in horror. 'You look like you need a hand' I say with a smileI take his cock into my hand and start moving it up and down. My blue eyes look up to meet his, he looks kinda scarred. 'Don't worry, I'll be gentle' I say quietly. I move my face closer to his cock and blow on. Knowing she was home alone, she rushed downstairs wrapping the towel around her curvy body as she went. She opened the door to find a young man, no older than 20, staring at her half nakedness. “I’m here to see the car”, he said. Samantha remembered her dad mentioning something about someone coming to look at his old work car today. “Go ahead”, she said, pointing out the car parked on the roadside. The man thoroughly inspected the car before returning to Samantha, who was now shielding herself.