“It trivialized war. You like the color pink and I like to drink gin -- clearly we must fight since we believe different things. You go out and coll...ct your rabble of an army by telling them it is important to the survival of the country. I’ll get my rabble of an army by telling them it is important to the survival of my country. You can sit back enjoying your pink room, and I’ll sit back and enjoy savoring my gin. When it is over, we’ll count bodies and see who won.“At the end of the last. I woke as Candy pounded on my door, yelling at me to come to dinner. I got up, pulled up my pants, and went to eat. The slime was back in her tub. I ate quickly, and returned to my room, trying to wrap my brain around this 'relationship' I'd stumbled into.For some reason, my room looked a lot cleaner than usual, no dust, no scraps of paper. As I was thinking of this, a thin tendril of the pink slime rose out of the tub and snaked across the floor. It went under my desk and came out with a. A few slaps over her ass and she started getting wet. As Sabrina stoodwithout moving in the designated position Chloe was giving her a good barebottom spanking. Her hand moved up and down, smacking Sabrina's bottom merciless.Minute by minute the curvy butt that Sabrina possessed was turning redder.Continuing to smack Sabrina's ass, Chloe was closer and closer to an orgasm.After hitting Sabrina's cute bottom, she moved her hand downward on her rightthigh, then upward again toughing her wet pussy. She decided not to tell him, and took a couple of sips of wine. She lay back on the bed a totally satisfied glow over her. She traced an imaginary pattern over his broad chest with her well manicured finger nail. He admired her body, complimented wonderfully by her Basque and stockings, he let his hand drift to her breasts. He gently caressed them through her Basque feeling her nipples respond to his touch. ‘Mmmmmm,’ Amanda purred, moving slightly to allow him better access. They didn’t speak.