I try to stick it out and open it as much aspossible to give him a good view. "Oh, yeah, baby,that's some fine ass! I'm gonna fuck that ass goodtonigh..., baby." as he says this, he's grabbing my asscheeks with his hands and rubbing and feeling my ass.I can tell he's getting more excited by the sight ofmy ass sticking out for him and waiting for his cock."That is some fine white boy ass you got there! I'mgonna fuck your boy pussy good, baby!" As the saysthis, he continues to rub, feel and squeeze. Now, save Frank and Margaret, everyone seemed to be a bit stunned.Jeff glanced over at Wainwright, "You don't seem surprised at this."Frank chuckled a little, glanced at Margaret, then back at Jeff. "Well, as you know ... we, uh, do a little business with the General. That final barrier was one of our inventions — well, not an invention exactly. Just a modification to increase its ability to do its job, you might say." In other words, you put teeth in it," Jeff laughed."And ... we came up with. Our guys, and I use that term loosely, were talking among themselves and with us. Mo and Chuck joined in when they wanted to join in the conversation.It was a fun group and I was glad it was working. My thinking for tomorrow was to decline the opportunity to visit Landers. I thought that Roger was quickly becoming enamored with Angela and she with him. I was interested in Jam so it all was working out.After a while, Jam and I took our refilled beer mugs and sat in some shade. I was wearing. I’ve had one red letter day when I was hitting a full 99% of my capacity. Not only was my mind crystal clear I was able to work on a plumbing problem WHILE discussing philosophy on the phone with one of my best friends. That absolutely rocked! Not only multitasking, but doing philosophy - WOOHOO! I had some trouble naming sources, but still I was kicking ass.I was apprehensive about my meeting today. I worried about it for like two days. I was like this is gonna suck. I don’t want to talk about.