I even leaned over and started licking them. I gave them a serious tonguing and all of a sudden, I feel the bed shift slightly and hear a quiet but au...ible coo. I paused: in hopes I hadn’t gone too far and woke her up. After minutes of waiting, I finally started to play with her breasts again.I continued to play with her breasts until I realized I wanted more. If she wasn’t waking up from licking her breasts, I am sure she won’t wake up from me doing a little probing. I reached down and pulled. They even did research and came up with invasions I didn’t remember or never knew, such as when the US army followed natives into Canada, wanting to commit genocide, and we sent them packing.The thing I am most surprised at was the smear campaign for Europe. To make the Americans look bad, they tore apart every Indian war and how they started. Before the American War of Independence, there were Indian wars, but they were few and far between. When the British signed a treaty saying they wouldn’t. I knew I didn't want to go ?down there', but could I do forothers what I wasn't able to do for myself?Could I convince people who suffered from what's calledgender dysphoria that they WEREN'T sick or perverted? CouldI prevent others from taking the ?easy way out' as I haddone? I knew one thing for sure though. I didn't want to goto that other place without a fight. If I ended up there itwasn't going to be because I didn't try my darndest toavoid it. Maybe my motives weren't above reproach. Oh, you mean brass tacks. What do you want to know?”“Tell me your version of what happened tonight.”“Simple. Kritsada slapped down Yut, he got mad, went away and came back with his men and tried to kill Kritsada...and me by the way.”“Why do you think Yut did this?”“No idea. Yut was a psychopath who hated Kritsada and wanted to take over his business.” I paused before saying, “But if you ask me, this has got Jandaeng’s hoofprints all over it.”Thaksin looked confused. “Hoofprints? What are.