“I just made it up. I couldn’t repeat it again to save my life.”“You’re serious about this guy, aren’t you?” Good question. Now if only ...she had a good answer.“I’m not sure.”“Well, you look serious,” Natalie said.“The real question is: ‘how serious is he?’”“If an outside opinion is any help, he looks serious, too. Does he have another girl?”“I don’t think so.”“Well, if he takes you to university dances, and he doesn’t belong to a frat, where would he take another girl?” Natalie had a good point,. “I’m sorry, Mama," she admitted, “It was not Geoffrey, but a servant, and we did not copulate he merely ruined me as his lordship has done.”“So you sought to entrap my Geoffrey with your lies when all you really wanted was a man, any man?” I asked. My fourth finger had now joined the other three in her moist passage. My member reared, his tip was moist.“Yes,” she agreed, “I really am sorry.”“Well I am glad,” I explained as I loosened my breeches belt one handed and let them fall.“Dear god. I get so much attention in them. Its just I’m feeling a bit strange about this whole dividing15,000 men into groups of 150 groups of 100 so 99 out of each 100 can be blinded in both eyes and the remaining 1 in only one eye, then chaining them together in groups of 100 with the one eyed men in the front of each group of 100 so each one eyed man could lead his group home business has me feeling a little down.”“Oh, your wearing your gorgeous black 94% nylon, 6% elastane 20 denier matte footless. They are going to take over the labor rolls again and cut everything to the bare minimum, bringing us back to the unemployment levels we had before. They are going to sever the ties we recently established with EastHem and force us back into the monopoly of buying only their coffee, only their alcohol, only their tobacco. Did we sacrifice so much these past months just to have it all taken away from us? Just to subject ourselves to occupation by the very WestHem marines we just ejected from.