The idea that he could have as much of this truly great food as he wanted, put a huge smile on his face. There being a choice of beverages almost made...him cry. The DI's were amazed that this young man was eating breakfast with such relish.Clothing issue was the first event of the day, and almost caused a disaster. When the issue of clothes was placed before Bret he went into denial. Never is his life had he been given even one new thing to wear and now there was this abundance before him. He. Gregg didn't bother to answer but he allowed himself an inner smirk, Maxine wasn't wrong.As Gregg arrived at the Excelsior, he saw Victoria in conversation with Dorothea Reynolds. The mayor got up as he arrived. "Mr Gillstrom," she acknowledged. "I can't stop I'm afraid. Enjoy your evening."Gregg watched her go and then sat down to join Victoria."She's a bit of a stuffed shirt, isn't she?" Victoria said with a smile."Oh, I don't know," said Gregg, thinking that her shirt was certainly well. For just a moment, your mind will wander as it tries to find something it can use to keep itself anchored to the reality which you call your home. The next thing you know, she’ll rip the toy from the unyielding grip of your nearly orgasming pussy. As though attempting to pull the sword from the stone, she will be just as surprised as Arthur was when he actually got it. She will immediately replace the toy with three of her fingers, and expertly massage you from within. You are will be. As I patrolled the grounds night by night, memories forgotten came rushing back. There was the time when my platoon was ordered into the streets of Caracas to take the president's palace. Chavez's personal guard had set up a contracting set of perimeters that folded ever tighter as we pushed in. No one still had built body armor that defeats rocket propelled grenades, especially the new models with the micro-flechettes that rip tiny bleeders through your guts that medics can't easily locate and.