In the end, to my surprise, I was asked to rule on the matter as the village chief!Of course, I knew what warmed my bed at night and I looked into my ...ife’s eyes, seeing her angry determination to prevail. I sat on my log and pondered the problem, trying to see some way out of the mess, while the braves sat in concentric rings around me and the womenfolk stood to the sides, whispering and scowling.After a few minutes I sensed everyone was becoming restless and I had to rule and rule quickly.. By now, with three operations progressing smoothly, the time factor to completion had been drastically reduced, and planning for track laying was able to get underway. The first step was the base for the track.The Personalia decided to ignore human methods of track laying, and instead use their nanotechnology to affix the rails direct to the flat base of the tunnel. They could do this by exact measurements of the distance between the parallel rails, and in their own way "welding" the rails into. She didn’t know that Ambrose had worked out most of those details for himself because he had in fact called her and the call had gone through to her message service. He had called from a fixed line phone and hadn’t left a message. Ambrose took up his story again. “Phueng was naked when she answered the door. She was beautiful. Her hair was done up behind her head in European style. She had a big tattoo on her left arm, some kind of symbol I think. She had little breasts and big hard nipples. Tak chut hee chod patha hai woo bhi badi mushkil se. Tu meri gaand mat maar bohot dard ho rha hai.”Mene uski ek na suni or apne dono hatho se uski gaand ko chodii kiya or apna lund daal diya. Aunty ab dard se pagel ho rhi thi or rothe rothe bolne lagi ‘ bss ker ab gaand mat maar plzzzzz ” mene dheere dheere apna lund andher bahar kerne lga or aunty harr ek stroke ke sath moan kerne lgi…Ahhhh aahh ahhh.Ab mene apni top speed pakad li or uss ki gaand aise maarne lgaJaise ek kutta kisi kutti ki.