I get it more than you know. Part of my...well our programming is being fed all of the history on the situation that left the world like this.”“Oh...so you know everything?” she asked with a quick blink and eyes popping.“Everything,” he said nodding at her.They both had a conversation about the terrorist attacks that diminished the male population for the last eighty years. Theories involving the radical feminist group in charge of the attacks still having hooks in the world governments were. But the woman in question tries to fit in (no pun intended), and gets more depressed when she can't.This is just an example of some of the stuff I've observed. Amanda had a number of issues related to her weight. She was used to being propositioned by men who thought fat girls were easy lays, but thankfully she had enough self-respect to avoid that type. Nevertheless, she had just about despaired of finding a man who didn't do that to her, and was extremely suspicious. I think part of that. If he were going to harm his wife, wouldn’t he have done it before? When she first told him about it? And no matter how much he might be upset with Trisha, he loves his son. He would never do anything that might hurt the boy.’ He nodded, ‘Perhaps, Ma’am. But there is no evidence of forced entry so your friend likely let her assailant into the house or he was already here. And according to the paramedics, the little boy was not hurt at all, just his mother. Perhaps Lieutenant Hall didn’t realize. .. but okay,” said Dee, sitting on the stool and staring at the first long thick cock she was going to have to touch today. “Okay,” she said, taking a breath. “Well, this one is spotted. It’s kind of mostly white, with splotches of brown on it.” She dipped her hand in the bucket and came out with the rag. She began washing the spotted penis. “It feels silky smooth and it’s harder than it looks.” She ran her fingers along the column of stiff horse flesh, leaving it mostly dry. “Okay, I think.