States were opting to join the Island Nation and taxes were being LOST! Lost to a pissant Island nation that had never recognized their true masters!N... WAR WAS EVER FOUGHT UNLESS IT WAS ABOUT SOMEBODY'S POCKETBOOK.The nation ... the NATION ... was being systematically looted by soil that was two miles long and half a mile wide.HOW DARE THEY!!You good people of the United States are going to have to PAY more than YOUR FAIR SHARE in TAXES to make up for the shortfall...Unless we do something. Peter was going to be a problem. He’d learned to accept whatever life was going to throw at him with a degree of fatalism a Stoic would have been envious of. He’d also faced death and fought well, to the point where he felt he had nothing to fear at all.“Not easy to stress and afraid of nothing,” I mused. “Couldn’t you find anything harder?” I finished with a chuckle.“I have every faith in you, John,” Zola replied with a grin.“Everything in place?” I asked.“Yes, John. Two healing Mages and two. I don't know what to do. As I watch her take the rest of her clothes off. I realize I can't move. I'm in shock. "Dont worry." she says stepping into the shower. "C'mon April! This is gonna fuck everything up!" Do you think I care?" she says, grabbing my dick. Slowly, she starts stroking. "See," she says. "It's not so bad. Just sit back and relax. So I lie back, close my eyes and except it. All of a sudden, I feel her lips on my cock. She picks up the pace, sucking harder and moving faster.. With a massive effort he managed to nod.The small movement made the teardrop slip to the bedcovers.“That’s good! There are treatments in Ocean Cove that will make you beg to be a captive back here in my bed. Remember that when the good doctors play with you!”She delivered another ringing slap on his face and got up from the bed. Her large hands eased her breasts gently back into the cups of her corset and buttoned up her coat.“In just a few hours you will be up before the examining panel. Then.