"There ya go, Devia - I mean, Ms. Hintern. Is there anything else I can get you?" Ms. Hintern shakes her head, but looks across at her interviewee, "...nything for you, Simon?" He starts to shake his head, but pauses, frowning, "Do you have any juice available? Orange? If not, I'll have a water, please and thank you… Molly, was it?" Molly nods and shimmies back out the door with yet another, "Be right back, Ms. Hintern!" Simon relaxes a bit more when Molly leaves, legs spread wide in that way. He works hard. He loves his God. He loves his family. He loves his country. He knows that he’s a unique human being with great worth in the eyes of the Lord. He knows his father and mother are descended from black men and black women who stood up against the world’s most powerful empires and said no to slavery. No to prejudice. No to discrimination. And they won! The African-American struggles against hardship. And he battles racism. Unfortunately, he also rages against his fellow. If you continue on north, you will reach the Highlands. Nice enough place, with mountains, forests, fjords and whatnot, but it's a little cold for my taste. It's home to a hard breed of warriors – and some even harder and deliciously tall and busty women.And speaking of wild women, ride some weeks west of here, and you'll find yourself on the fringes of the vast Wildwoods. There is a tribe of amazon women somewhere in those woods. Crazy bitches the bunch of them if you ask me. And don't get any. She is fair looking and a sexy lady with wonderful boobies and tempting ass.She makes every passerby turn their heads to look at her sexy figure. As she is a divorcee she is the bread earner for her and kid. As she is not a well educated she was looking to join some small works to earn the money.She got to know that a bar owner is looking for a waitress and she approached him. Let me explain you about the bar.The ground floor is a regular bar but first floor of the bar consists of private rooms.