What she could see of the green warty skin around the eye told her all she needed to know. An ogre. She was in some sort of cage and the cage belonged...to an ogre.The eye moved back a bit. She could see all of the ogre's face. It wasn't much of an improvement. What was more when he went to speak the subtle perfume of his breath practically pinned Deborah to the back of the cage.?What's your name?? the ogre said. ?Deborah,? the fairy answered. Coughing a bit at the fetid smell of cabbage and old. .. girl.After one of my all night sex sessions with Doris and company I find myself often now daydreaming that I’m this old (well a well preserved old anyway) white haired Sultan, up in this big palace laying on these big fluffy pillows like in those Arabian Nights movies. Around me are all my wives and slaves and out further still are all my sons and their wives and slaves. I have to think one of my slaves put that daydream in there, but like the song Sweet Dreams by Emily Browning says,. ------ ------- ------In early November Mark and River were waiting for the sun to come upon a Friday morning when they heard a chorus of wolf howls from a fewmiles down the river. They got out of the water, and hurried off tosee what was happening.Quickly they came across a sight that amazed them. There were twopickup trucks, a van, and a half-ton truck. A dozen men were standingin a huddle around some sort of drilling apparatus that had been setup, and a huge searchlight had the area looking. He and his wife live in a condo in Vero Beach, Florida. He also has a nice motor home. Hamcation is a big hamfest in February that many of this group attend. It’s in Orlando and is a big deal.”“Okay, Todd. Let’s eat breakfast.”We left the room for the kitchen. She cooked and we ate. It was good, very good.As we were cleaning up, she asked me, “Todd, what’s on the list for today?”“I think applying for unemployment should be first while we still have all the paperwork at hand. There may be.