"It's not close, it's about a mile away," Sarla said."How do you know what a mile is?" I asked."The dream explained it," she replied."Oh ... ok, well ...come my wife, let's go eat. I will explain more about our home after dinner." Ok, I am hungry," she said and took my hand.We walked inside, and to the kitchen where the rest of my new mates were talking. I looked at them and took a deep breath."My ladies, I wish to apologize to you all for losing my temper. I want you all to know, it wasn't. After dinner we had made plans to go to the local workingmen’s club so Fred could meet his old pals and family, Jackie and I was in our bedroom getting ready when I told her what Fred had said about her , she wasn’t happy and said if your mom was alive I would be having an argument with her, I simply said forget it , then I told her what he said about her nighty and that I thought how strange its always fastened in front of me , i teased her saying she’s a cock teasing bitch and she likes to. I applied a little more pressure and her gag reflex started kicking in. I timed it just right with her gag reflex and the engorged head of my cock pushed past her tonsils and down her throat. At this point she started to panic because she couldn’t breath. Her eyes moved around franticly and she tried to pull her head back, but I kept both of my palms firmly planted against the back of her head, keeping her lips and nostrils smashed against my pubic hairs. I said “ breath in your nose” and with. Wesley thought to join him at one point, but the words leapt from a simple song to the mystic language that he shared. He let the music wash over him and lull him to sleep. His dreams were filled with questions and Wesley quietly accepted that he simply did not know everything, even about his own faith. From that point, he slept soundly.Tuesday, 21 June 1955, City of the GodsWhen Pol woke the sleeping partners, fog encompassed the camp. It was Doc who emphasized to Wesley and Margaret the.