They stay.They have lovely sayings;"We're British ... do it our way." and,"There's the British way and the wrong way."Not to mention, "We have been a ...ountry much longer than you..."Don't feel to badly, Australia, to the Brits, the US is still the colonies.It seems the British heard about our gifts to the Australians; the Widgeon, the spare engines, the special tools, still in the crate. Along with the Elco PT boat, and it's accouterments and THEY want to know ALL ... and WE are going to tell. "Casey asked more questions but some I just couldn't answer and I just kept my mouth shut. We made only one stop for fuel and something to eat. Casey dropped me off at the bus terminal and left after wishing me luck.This bus station was enormous. A large sign listed destinations and times for departures. We had always crossed from Fort Erie into Buffalo but a map on the wall showed that Niagara Falls Ontario would allow me to cross into Niagara Falls, New York. That bus was leaving a half an. I began to weep and moan "Oh, thank you, Aaron, thank you, thank you. This is so much what I wanted," as each exquisite inch of his delicious rod slipped deeper into my loosening womb. "God, how I want you," I moaned like whore I knew I would be for him. Suddenly, however, we both heard the bedroom door open and Bryan stumble into the bathroom. Aaron looked quizzically at me, arching his eyebrow as if to ask, "Well?" I hoped the light was dim enough so that Bryan wouldn't see when he came. ” Peter wrapped his arms around her to keep her in place.“I should, you bastard,” Lauren said, trying not to smile. She sniffed the aroma of the casserole wafting her way. “Uh, maybe I’ll go home after dinner, that smells pretty good, actually.”“Yeah, why don’t you wait until after dinner to punish me.” Peter kept an arm around Lauren’s waist and led her back to the kitchen. He moved her skirt and jacket onto a dining room chair, then set plates out at the bar.Peter returned to the refrigerator.