”“So, go ahead and cum,” he said and kissed her lips.“N-n-no,” Beth said. “I don’t want to cum until you're inside me.”Without another...word, the stranger took his fingers from her pussy and brought them up to her mouth. Beth knew that smell and eagerly licked his fingers clean of her juices.“Mmmm,” was all she could manage as she licked his fingers clean.The stranger whispered in her ear. “Are you ready ,my pet?”Beth practically screamed.,“Yes, fuck me please.”She felt him get off the bed again. Even as he walked up the gangplank to stand by the captain who was standing by the safety rail on the deck, he tripped over seemingly nothing and almost fell overboard.And the boat itself? It was called the Guppy? It looked like it had to be left over from the war ... the Revolutionary war. There was no way I was getting on that boat."Come on Rob," she said. "I need my big strong husband to protect me from the dangers of the sea." Don't worry, sir," said the captain. "It's only a quick tour of. And of course, it IS you. We stand there chatting while the crowds of people walk around us and you tell me that you are in London on a shopping trip and are a little pressed for time. You grab my arm as you walk through the doors of a department store and we continue to chat and catch up on old times. You jump on an escalator and seem to know exactly where you are going, and I simply tag along, delighted to be talking to you and beginning to remember the time when I absolutely fancied you like. Corruption. Greed. Two Universal evils and no matter where in the world you go you will find them. Corruption within government, even in countries you might consider not to have a government, to be too primitive to think of such a notion. No, it’s there. From village council and elders to Prime Minister and President. Tied into this corruption you get greed and here is where I see the problem with giving aid to Africa, and I don’t mean the money you drop in Oxfam’s pot or whatever, I mean the.