It wasn't possible to make up for losing a whole harvest. The government would write short-term exemptions if it was necessary to keep people fed.The ...sudden absence of trucks to pick up their crops would place a lot of pressure on the independent farmers. Since the big corporate farms weren't going to be able to get the crops to their food production facilities, the farmers would be in trouble. Farmers don't get paid until the crops are shipped. Without trucks showing up to haul away the. Dammit, I could have just said that before and not reacted like a frantic virgin.I persuaded him to come back to his chair with me, and sat him down and undid his vest and took it off him. Then I picked up the bandage where he’d dropped it and carefully started re-binding him.“Look, Hugo, I don’t want you to leave,” I told him gently. “You can stay. You need to stay, and I want you to stay. I just don’t want to sleep with you. Anyhow, you’re still hurt, this isn’t—”I heard myself and suddenly. Kay rested and I made us all a drink at the bar.Kay went to the bath and left the door open, we heard her as she had her pee.My turn was next and it was a carbon copy of what she had done with Bob and Don but she did not have to give me instructions about where to deposit my sperm.I lasted a long long time and Kay had lot of small climaxes and even two large ones. Finally I could put off my release no longer. I told her it was time for her to use her mouth on me.She was between my legs. There was this Goth-girl named Carla, you know the type, black hair, black clothes, white complexion. She had the same attitude that Madonna the rock star had. The "I don't give a fuck" attitude towards life and the "I'm too sexy for my body" thing going on. She was such a bitchy tease that most of the boys in school hated her, but we all lusted after her at the same time. Anyway, I was up in front of the class ready to make my 10 minute mandatory speech when Carla who was sitting in the front.