My kids were all pains in the butt.’ Chester smiled. ‘Ah so they were not normal births in terms of exit?’ ‘Ha, there goes your wit, only half... there again.’ Chester stood and walked to the door. ‘Am I finished with you?’ ‘Yes I won’t stay because you don’t serve tea here. Women who die young are coffee drinkers.’ Chester sighed and pinned the note on Mrs Waters’ chest indicating she should be charged $99. That solved the practice of many of his clients arriving back at reception unable to. The day of the command retreat was so hot all other training had been cancelled. The ambient temperature was 104 degrees, but the heat index was 111. The Command Retreat was not cancelled because Senator Strom Thurmond was the reviewing official. Fort Jackson’s Commanding General was not going to let a little inclement weather cancel the Senator’s dog and pony show.The individual companies of the 8th Battalion shambled towards the post headquarters as the General and Senator Thurmond drank iced. Paxton!" He growled down at her as his hard shaft pried its way into her pussy.His friend's fat cock entered her pussy like a burning rod; nearly half of the pulsating member penetrated her in one brutal thrust. Her mind was on the verge of black out and reached for happy thoughts to hold upon and keep her conscious.His mom looked like a stuffed turkey on thanksgiving; her tight cunt was stuffed with so much cock she gasped franticly for air. That bastard filled her tight pussy with so much. Oh my god, it was warm! 5 I found some warm winter gear I’d stashed in the second bedroom, put it on gratefully, and lit the fire already laid in the hearth.. I was safe, for the time being. I put on a pot of coffee and settled in to wait out the storm and ponder my predicament. I’ve read enough science fiction books in my life to know that most likely what’d happened to me was that I’d somehow teleported. But how? And most importantly, what triggered it? How come I haven’t been able to do it.