Finally, the day came and I found myself almost in a rush to get to the park. Looking at my watch I was about a half hour early. I doubted he would be...there. To be safe I made my way into the stall and took a seat anxiously awaiting my 'date.' This was the stall which had brought me nothing but surprises and it did not fail me on this day as well. The cock that came through the wall looked nothing like the one I sucked the other day. Moreover, I could hear the man's muffled voice. He was. A hair cut that only left a little on top, his shoes spit shined, and a uniform that fit him perfectly as well as his three rows of medals including the Purple Heart and the Silver Star punctuated his gallantry. He walked in with the escort of a Secret Service agent. He stopped in front of the desk and snapped of a smart salute. His crystal clear blue eyes showed the intelligence of a man of his standing. "General Emerson reporting as ordered, Ma'am." Have a seat, General," Gabrielle stood to. It was only the arrival of religions like Christianity and Islam that these attitudes changed- because both holy books- talked extensively about women, which was unheard of at the time. By talking about them they were implying female humanity, which flew in the face of the cattle theory, and this gave them seats at the table. The real debate between Feminism and religion in the modern period, is should women enjoy an equal number of seats at the table and how much should their voices be heard.. I remembered what it felt like thefirst time I turned my Rabbit on, how I screamed anddropped it. Then his big rod jumped or flexed orsomething, and I whimpered like a child. If he wasgoing to kill me, I would die happy. My uterus wasshivering I was sure and my nipples were poking out,iron hard and super sensitive.He slid his rough hands down from where he had beenholding me while he impaled me, and he grasped mybreasts, firmly, and squeezed as he began humping me,first these long slow thrusts.