I waited until the pair came first, and then I cleared my throat. I had an idea now, after all, even if rather unorthodox to say the least.“So, this...is what the great Anton does with his day. Fucks his sister on the clock. Then again, the two of you deserve awards. It was worthy of the AVN. Damn good fucking, if you ask me. This has all the markings of a long-term love affair, one that dominates your lives. What would ICE think about incest? So moralistic, so prudish, these Feds, you know. Very. Me: You are a terrible boss. (I did laugh as I said it) I may just go on strike.Juan: If you go on strike, I hope you like to swim with the gators.It was hard to be pissed since he had a huge toothless grin. I just smiled and threw the net over the side. He had pulled his boat into one of the many large branches that fed the swamp. The fish from the swamp passed in and out of the opening to feed in the stream. I had no idea if it was legal to gill net the branch or not. I also didn't care. It. Isn’t Hugo in about the same boat? I’m sure they had germs and viruses thirty thousand years ago, too, but they didn’t have today’s germs and viruses. He’d have no immunity to just about anything now.Maybe I’m worrying unnecessarily, Hugo hasn’t had a sick day since he’s been here. And I’ve never heard that the disease thing with the native Americans was a two-way street; I mean, Amerinds had to have had their own bugs, but they didn’t seem to bother the Europeans. So maybe it was just a. After the men were tied and blindfolded, Stan said, "I hope the house doesn't catch on fire with us trussed up like this." It may get hot as fire in a few minutes and you'll get brownie points if our pussies smoke, but we won't let you burn down until all our are fires out. That's a promise." Once ears and mouths were plugged, the gals douched in the bathroom and applied the Opium perfume as starters. They decided against using the shower caps, since tied hands couldn't identify their hair.