Where is the accountability for them?“This issue is something of a red herring, sadly for many of my friends on the same side of the aisle as me, bu... it’s a wedge issue cleverly used by nativists within the ranks of the party. Also, frankly, the sort of racist appeals inherent in some of the rhetoric used is disturbing. It’s also high time to face the racism built into the existing immigration statutes. Both parties need to own up to the fact that these laws haven’t been reformed or improved in. She turned to look at me. "What was that for?" Just for being you," I said.She gave me a coy look. "If it weren't for me, you'd be going to classes that you probably didn't need, be bored out of your mind, and would still not have gotten laid."I thought about it. She was probably right. However... "If it weren't for you, Danielle would still be in an abusive marriage, Jana would still be a man-hating lesbian, and Sammi would still be lonely." That's not the point..." she started.I pressed my. I then felt a hand going up my leg, under my skirt and finally touching my panties. I wasn't sure if it was Randy or one of the other two guys. I was so excited and wet. I know my panties were soaked. Whoever it was, was rubbing my pussy through my panties and I was close to cuming. At this point I was still kissing Randy and kept my eyes closed. I had a hand on each breast and one on my panties. That is when Chad came back in and I heard him say wow. I opened my eyes and Chad had a giant grin. He’d known Sarah, he mused, for 2 years now. Almost the entire time he’d been working here at the St James Sanitarium. Softly he exhaled, ‘Yes,’ He thought to himself, ‘Sarah was a wonderful woman.’ Not only because of her time spent here, and what she did, it was the fact that from almost his first day, she had made the effort to make him feel welcome. Not many of the other staff, treated him as anything more than a security guard. Sarah treated him as if he were a friend. Someone she could.