Between the assassinations of Jennifer, Polly and Hawk, we were bogged down with pressure to find someone to blame and start a war with them. In my he...art of hearts, I was fine with the idea of starting a war and killing everybody involved in the attacks on my loved ones, but I really wanted to make war on those responsible. When the facts were clear, I had no trouble foreseeing how our military was going to respond.D.C. remained a virtual prison camp, with blockades, tanks and an armed presence. Our wives, children, and Noon were there, and were already dressed for the wedding.Our wives were wearing long sleeved blouses and the brightly colored sarongs of the lowland Thai. Since both women were pregnant, the sarongs were easier to adjust to their conditions than regular dresses would be. Noon also had on a long sleeved blouse, but a more traditional Hmong style sarong that was very colorfully embroidered in abstract patterns around the bottom in addition to having appliques of more. It was time for me to get up ... and get up you. Nice lube job. I didn’t marry you because you were virginal.”She was in no rush for another orgasm and the slippery condition of her pussy didn’t rush me either. I’d gotten a good piece of her late last night anyway. She queried, “Why DID you marry me anyway?”She knew the answer but loved to ask that question, especially when we were having an extra-sexy screw, like my getting fresh seconds.My short answer was, “Because you had the best and. I won't bore you with the details of the meal, other than to say that the food was very good, and the conversation similar to many I had in China with people who wanted to practice their English. Some people find it tiresome, but I quite enjoy it, even if things get a bit repetitive. In this case I had a very pretty conversation partner in Juliet, who flirted with me the whole meal in the very open way I had experienced from several Chinese girls already, telling me how handsome I was with my.