‘Oh, Finn, isn’t this a dream?! I’m such a cold-bodied person, this is perfect! And what a gorgeous window! The final touch would be if you coul... sleep with me.’Sure enough, Violette dropped her suitcases, twirled, and flung herself into his arms. ‘Oh, Finn, isn’t this a dream?!’ She cried.He laughed and held her tightly. ‘Violette, I love you.’‘I love you too!’Finn bent to kiss her affectionately--due to their height difference, which was about a third of a foot.The kiss quickly became heated,. “Fuck yes!” he blurted out. “Fuck, Rick don’t stop!” he continued between gasps. “Oh my god! Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me. FUCK ME!” He repeated as his ecstasy grew to a climax. And with that his big, thick, heavy cock lashed a cord of hot cum out onto his chest. I drove my 7 inches into him as hard as I could and held it there firm, while he orgasmed and roared into the wilderness. His unbreakable cock erupted stream after stream of cum onto his body, reaching as far as his neck. I just kept. I worried that, maybe, the Ginn Open could turn out to be another debacle. Still, by the time we got settled at the nearest RV campground to the course at Reunion, Florida, it was as if, somewhere, a reset button had been punched.Surprisingly, Tess and Kim were acting kind-of loosey-goosey and carefree.We had a solid week of practice rounds, and the April weather was perfect. Maybe what had happened in Arizona didn't have to mean that Tess and Kim were in for a long-term slump. We hadn't. Mother Gaia had a right to choose what life She supported.The law was retro-active, so soon enough motor enthusiasts, boaters aside from sailboats, Rv owners and most commuters found themselves on the wrong side of Carbon Debt and sent to a nearby Reduction Camp to ‘work it off’, reduced down to skin and bones which when they eventually died from starvation and overwork paying back their debt to Mother Gaia were used to augment the coral reefs which were sunken under three or four extra feet of.