“Hallo, President Trump” a heavily accented voice said. “This is Archie, up ‘ere at the Harp Seal Pub in Badger’s Cove, Newfoundland. Canada..., eh? I am callin’ to tells ya dat we are officially declaring war on you, eh!”“Well Archie,” Donald replied, “This is indeed important news! How big is your army?”“Right now,” said Archie, after a moment’s calculation “there is myself, me cousin Harold, me next-door-neighbor Mick, and the whole dart team from the pub. That makes eight!”Donald paused. “I. Seeing her moaning with pleasure while being spit-roasted by these 2 coloured guys nearly made me shoot my load over her. The asian guy pounded away in her and then came inside her and by now most of the men had got the idea as another guy not even asking permission entered her. Not that she cared as she was too busy deepthroating her black guy. It all become somewhat of a blur of activity as man after man took turns to give her a pussy full of cock and cum. She made sure the black guy cum in. .. disappear!” Daryl snapped inside his mind, where only Aunt Tessa and I could hear him telepathically yet.“Hmm ... well, I’m not the victim of your abuse. That’s your ex-wife’s call there. I’ll let her decide that entirely on her own. Whatever she opts to do, but for now, you remain here, an impotent slave, doing my bidding, hers, and that of all others,” I asserted through telepathy while drinking my coffee with gusto.“I favor a path to redemption, but not an easy one. My ex will have to. He wondered if he should bring anything to the party. He'd asked Alicia but she told him if he could just come the night before. They could spend the night, sleep in her bed and he could help her set things up the next day. Alicia was even picking him up to drive him over to the party, how thoughtful of her. She picked him up at 5 PM and brought him to her house, she was dressed casually in a blouse that showed her cleavage. A slight bounce with each step as she opened the door to her place..