Do lots of TV interviews, start a petition drive on the Internet. 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 message 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. He parted her vulva lips, and with a soft tongue, licked every inch of her pussy, savouring that sweet, tangy taste of her. She moaned and writhed again. In lazy circles, he encroached on her clit. False cries escaped her mouth every time she thought he would stroke it.When she started to beg, he decided to relieve her need. His lips closed around it, sucking in the raw nerves of her little nub. A wordless cry escaped her body, raising her sex up to him. He suckled at her clit, occasionally. She knew that if Peter were herehe'd be scared shitless. Steffie, on the other hand, really wantedthis.This time as Steffie stripped out of her clothes she took care to foldthem neatly and place them in the corner. She stepped out of her shoesand slid her pants down one leg at a time, slipping into her heels asshe did so, making sure her stockinged feet never touched the floor.She filled her bra with her breast forms before setting herself to thetask of making up her face. She had done it. "Oh, I think you can do better than that, Darren," Cassie teased, throwing her arms around his neck. Before Darren could react, they were kissing. Oh, my God, was all Darren could think. He knew Cassie could feel his reaction as his shaft hardened in a hurry. His heart raced."Wow," Cassie said softly, as she leaned back. "Damn, Nerd Boy. Now I know what Stephy sees in you." Cassie appeared to be just as affected as Darren was."Speaking of Stephanie," Darren said, breaking the spell and pulling.