My major concern is the disastrous poaching that is going on in Africa. Whole species are in danger of becoming extinct. I’m not silly enough to thi...k that I can go over there and single handedly put a stop to it, the best I can do is try to make the public aware of what is happening. If I can stir up the public enough perhaps they will go to their representatives and senators. Get to enough of them and the government can put pressure on the African despots to get them to do what must be done. I’d simply told her in a fraction of an instant, that she was simply daydreaming, and would take that thought home and use it on some unsuspecting spouse or partner’s eventual delight. I quite liked the thought of ‘spreading the joy’ to some extent whenever that happened. Even if the Loan officer returned, I wasn’t too worried about him making a scene, as long as I could hurriedly lock eyes with him at least. Gayleen had leaned over, sucking my cock into her mouth quite contentedly for a bit. “I guess it’s worth a shot. What do you have in mind?” he asks. “How about if I wear a little less clothing? That should spice it up!” I say, trying to convince myself in the process. “I don’t know. We’re losing money each and every night. Every time you don’t pull in $300 for yourselves we are losing money. When’s the last time you saw three bills at the end of the evening?” He has a point. If what he says is true he’s lost money every single night for two months running. Think Chrissy,. "Tibbits was almost finished his second bowl. "Sherry?" He stared at the bowl of wine sitting beside him. "I think I will have some of that wine after all. One small bowl can't possibly hurt." The faun's tongue came out and lapped at the wine like an animal before he swallowed it all down like a man. "May I have some morestew?" Of course." And a refill?"Belinda opened a cubboard holding half a dozen bottles of wine and refilled both their drinking bowls. Tibbits refilled his stew bowl with just.