"We call the bunch of you 'recruits' as a collective term, but be assured that you have all met the standards set to you by this installation, and som... of you have been able to so far exceed our expectations by such a large extent that the General himself has looked at your files in admiration". The Commander was looking down at his watch at this, as if to indicate that this was a regular occurrence, but Beth allowed herself a tiny smile of self-congratulations. She knew he was referring to her. "He realized that she might never understand the distinction betweenfiction and non-fiction, between fantasy and reality, between hobby-ishescapist fun writing and actual planning and designing. He decided tochange tack."Try it a different way. There are no sissies! A sissy is a McGuffin, aMaltese Falcon, a fucking plot device to tell a fucking story! That's it!They don't exist otherwise! There are no sissies! Every single shit storyI ever wrote could have instead starred a fucking Loch Ness. After 10 mins of pleasure, i took her and fucked her in missionary position at full pace. She was also enjoying it a lot and moaning a lot, ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah . My dick started paining but i was waiting for Tanya to cum.She finally cummed and i was ready to cum for second time. I cummed very hard outside her pussy and i was very tired. She liked the intercourse and accepted for sex encounters again. The next day i went to her home. She lives alone there as her parents work outside. We had. She said, “Mr. Straight and Narrow has found that he likes the special blend that goes into Beck’s Best.”I asked Burt, “Will this give you that much more income? You guys work hard to make what we sell, and it’s always dependent on if we get the right amount of rain for our crops. Is this fair to you?”Burt said, “We’ve had enough room to grow a lot more corn, barley, oats, rye, and sugar cane since you bought the Miller place. We sell a lot of our grains and sugar, but we have the raw materials.