It was MoMA. We really had a good time in the museum. Madison enthusiastically explained some of the pieces and something about the artists. She knew ...er art. For me, it was mostly abstract experimentation with little redeeming value but then I am a scientist. As we left the building, she said, "Ya know Carl, I've been thinking. Yesterday wasn't so bad after all. I was just mad because it was like you tricked me. When I think of doing it again, I get really horny. Is it okay if we go back?". Whenever Soviet ships called at Western ports there was always something; a dance, maybe, a guided tour or even a formal lunch for the officers. He thought Barcelona was the least desirable duty he'd ever had.'The Internationals were pulling out, ' he'd been informed by Moscow, 'Soviet citizens were to be collected by a flotilla of transport ships. The 'Tchervonaya Ukrainiya's' role was to oversee the evacuation.' 'And to let it be known to the Germans that the Soviet Union wasn't going to be. However Ron and Dwight interrupted me and said the guys would soon be hard again and they like to take the other girl, both Michelle and Pam were sobbing. I said OK and soon Ron was pumping Pam and Dwight was pumping Michelle. Then Phil and Sam had their turn. The blonde's pussies were overflowing with cum. Each had taken 4 loads!My turn, and what did I have in store? Well it was near Easter so I had the idea for hot cross buns. I had the guys stand Pam up but tied so she couldn't move. No one. "What's wrong Silvia?" I asked her calmly."You know damn well what's wrong Tom. "I'm going to lose the fucking cabin...and there's not a damn thing I can do about it!" Oh really?" I said..."And why's that?" Because they're building a fucking highway through there you rotten son of a bitch! I've got ninety days to relocate the place, or they're going to bulldoze it down. And you know fucking well I've got no place to move it to...and even then I lose every fucking penny that its worth! The BLM.