(even if when one was looking at her, it was hard to think of anything else.)"How much for that ass?" the man continued, undeterred by John's words. "...I wants to fuck it."Molly's eyes lit up. It was if his words burned themselves straight into her soul. It was perfect. She didn't know why, but this man, this was the man she'd been saving her ass for. Her round, perfect globes had just been waiting all this time for this stout fellow to come along and part them with his cock.The image filled. He wanted to talk to her and hear what she had to say about their time together but he thought it would be better if waited to phone her at the library rather than at her home.Monday finally came and at mid-morning Adam pressed her phone number into his cellphone. After two rings the phone was answered and he heard, “This is Erin.”“Erin it’s Adam, how are you doing?”“I am doing fine, how are you doing?”“I am doing fine too and I still have a smile on my face. I was getting ready to contact the. “Where are we?” I asked. “A private spot not many people know about. There's a track over there," he said, pointing to our right, "that leads down to the water. I come here with friends to spearfish. We camp right here whenever we stay overnight."I smiled. That sounded like my idea of fun. Spearfishing, cool car, and he'd told me on the drive over here that he made a comfortable, creative living developing games apps. Combined with everything I already knew about the guy, including the fact. Most of them are astounded to learn that even their women can vote in Haven, and that makes it a lot easier for their matriarchal societies to merge into the mainstream of Haven life.Of course, that was one of the gains that all we women in Haven made after the defeat of the GSA at Fort Gaines. Georgia had so many problems besides Haven that we kind of got lost in the shuffle, and were glad for it. Grandfather always kept his word, and he rammed through Congress the constitutional amendment.