I am grateful to the creators and maintainers of Fictionmania.tv forhaving this venue for me to publish, if you will, my works for a wideraudience. Th...e "reviews" mechanism lets me get feedback from my readers.Still, it's not quite the same as an email forum like the Yahoo!groups, and I can't respond as quickly to reader comments. Some of youhave written email to me directly, and I try to respond, but it wouldbe such a boon to discuss as a group rather than me having a multitudeof one-on-one. “You go first and I’ll come down in a minute and knock on the door so you can let me in” I said to himPaul then adjusted himself, stood up and walked down the carriage towards the toilets at the end of the next carriage. I waited for a minute before getting up myself and made my way towards the toilets. When I got there I gave the door a gentle knock and a few seconds later the door opened. I stepped in an closed the door behind me. Once it was closed and locked I pushed Paul up against the. The satellite that the CIA had moved over the Harrisburg area was an old one on life support. Life support failed to keep it alive after the second day. Three days of worthless pictures and video was all Ben was going to get from it. The CIA was trying to improve the quality of the pictures but there was little hope.There were no other satellites that could be repositioned over the US for our intelligence use. Sure, there were plenty of satellites but they were all communications or weather or. ”“Oh?” said Sayoria, “And how will you do that? Will I feel your soft lips on my cunt lips? Perhaps I’ll feel fingers inside me? Just what are you going to do to me?” Sayoria had a wicked grin spread across her lips, some more cunt juice dripped into her mouth as she spoke, which she eagerly licked.“Give me a minute, I don’t think I can stand,” Rayna said, still supporting herself with her hands on the ground, keeping her upright.“Oh, that won’t be necessary,” Sayoria began crawling up Rayna’s.