“Wales ... that’s a long story, too,” Lewis noted.“Tolliver’s our peace officer, our Sheriff, so who would replace him?” Barry inquired.�...�Me. I’m Wilbur Junior, aka Junior. I don’t have any real qualifications, except that I fought the Klan with these guys here. But with the Klan gone, I should be able to learn on the job. Sorry, folks, but I feel that I need to stay behind ... they need me ... and I need to take it easy and recover, you know,” Junior offered his services.“Fair enough. Easy. Bhavana’s friends are very hot, but aren’t very outgoing. They date these really boring kind of guys who aren’t really worried about pleasing there women.So Rekha and Lakshmi didn’t really know what good sex was. They weren’t even sure if they had had an orgasm before, if you can believe that. Bhavana tells them all about our sex life, and they joke about how loud Bhavana gets. I think they enjoy listening. Anyway, a couple of weeks ago I caught Rekha and Lakshmi peaking in on Bhavana and I, as. “You’re going to see a lot more of me and we are going to do some wonderful things together before the night is out, but right now why don’t we sit down, I’ll get us a coke and some chips and let’s get to know each other. Okay with you?” she asked.“Uh ... yeah ... sure,” came back the uncertain reply.And for the next little while Maria talked with the boy making him relaxed and comfortable to be sitting next to a very voluptuous woman. Gradually the conversation got around to girls and,. It was nasty work but it paid well, what could I do? Six of us went back to the Dam, Cousin Paul and his mate Cam, Big Greg, normal Greg, my brother Scott and me. Whoever had booked the accommodation had not really tried hard enough, and the only hotel they said they could find was one fifteen minutes away from the airport. Basically a taxi ride back to the airport and then a half hour train ride to get to Centraal Station. But anyway the hotel was swish as fuck and we had loads of ketamine on.