Keep your message out there, but make the protests a part of it. Get yourself media coverage for the small things, but always mention the bigger messa...e every time.Look it would cost you a couple of hundred bucks each to drive a tractor to Montgomery. That is money better spent at home. Send three tractors with big signs on them to block traffic in front of the State building. Get arrested so the media has to cover it. Make sure the media gets a chance to cover the protest before you do it.. By the time I finished it was almost time for dinner. Of course, I went back to Morgan’s restaurant where I requested that she serve me. “Hi, I’m Morgan and I’ll be your…what are you doing here?” She did a double take when she saw me.“I’m having dinner, of course. Let’s see, for an appetizer I think I’d like some yummy pussy dripping all over my face. Then, maybe, some 69 or great fucking for an entrée. But I’m not sure yet about dessert.”“Ryan, you’re going to get me fired.”“Would that. He and I sat on the sofa facing her, enjoying the show. He unzipped his shorts and started stroking his cock and he motioned for me to do the same and finally we removed our clothes. She continued dancing and took off her bra and panties; her pussy was completely smooth. She danced over and hopped on his lap, kissed him and he started kneading her big D-cup breasts. She lowered herself on his cock and started riding him. He put her hand on my cock and she wanked me gently. I reached over. I told him that it was fine. I also explained that his penis was perfectly normal, aside from being the size of a small horse. I asked him to come back in 3 months, to make sure there were no changes. To be honest, there was no reason to have him come back, I just needed to see that monster cock again. I went home that night and masturbated endlessly thinking about how I could barely stop myself from shoving his fat cockhead into my mouth. I came over and over thinking about how good it would.