They got better at building though not better at treating each other better. Slavery. Treating their fellow man like property no better than furniture... Raping, pillaging, and burning innocent towns. Did God drop these creatures on their heads or did some wiring get crossed in their fragile simple brains? Still Humans worshiped the art of killing and death. What’s so poetic about men bleeding out and soiling themselves? What’s so musical about people crying out for their mothers or a merciful. ”“Where are we going to head, sir?” the agent quickly asks.“We’re closer to Bliss, so we’ll go there,” the man answers without hesitation.Hesitant to get moving, Whitmire continues his line of questioning. “What about the other city? Are we going to leave them defenseless?”Doug is taken aback by the question and slightly angered by it as well. “That’s a question I do not want to hear ever asked again. We’re not going to leave anyone defenseless if we can help it. This isn’t some embassy halfway. It was summer time and I went round to his house with some shopping and he asked if I fancied helping him with a bit of tidying up in the house. He had a spare room upstairs which was full of junk and boxes full of things he wanted clearing out. It was really warm and I was just wearing t shirt and shorts, as was Alan. We worked until mid afternoon and then went downstairs for a glass of squash. Sitting in the back room which was cooler, Alan brought down one of the cardboard boxes and put on. Ruth was now just a wreck on the massage table just laying there legs open ,her neat hair looking a mess stuck to her face with cum .Ray got dressed and lifted Ruth up and put her on sette as he cleared his stuff and folded table up ready to leave , Ruth looked at him and begged him to stay and would pay him double or treble his fee , he just laughed and said next time he might bring some friends with him ,gave her kiss then left .I waited for about 20mins then drove my car upto house.