. what time is it?" Seven thirty ... why?" Aw ... Kripes, Man ... Have some respect for the dying ... Call me back when it's daytime, will ya?"I dropp...ed the phone on the floor and stuffed my head under the pillow. A minute later, this god-awful wailing sound started drilling holes in my brain ... Oh! BLAST! The phone's off the hook ... I'll never get back to sleep now.Expressing my feelings with the most colorful language I knew from my cod fishing days off the Grand Banks, I crawled out of bed. "I'm doomed! Doomed! It's all my fault, Gods damn it!" He was seeing red and was about to take out his revenge on a tree... until he heard a most beautiful sound."Naturá ili, renune a mi, ma runa anó~" Was that... singing? It was clearly in a foreign language, but... It was gorgeous. Whoever sang it had a voice comparable to that of an angel. He had heard tales of various creatures luring men in with their singing, but... he couldn't ignore this. He had to follow it. And so he did, hearing more. I will enjoy my wood working tools, even if I end up framing them as some sort of artwork because wood is going to be a very rare commodity in the diaspora for quite a while. However I accept the gesture in the spirit you intended it. That is I hope you intended to give me something familiar that would remind me of good times at home. For that I sincerely thank you.I do worry that you think that surface warfare will work at all against the Sa'arm. This is how I see the war proceeding. We've. Enough, now get back in the first position he said. But… I said. Just do it! So there I was again on my back, grabbing my ankles, with my legs wide open. He scoots in and puts his dick right at the entrance to my ass. He lifts my ass up a little bit and rubs my wet crotch juices into my asshole and works a finger in and then two fingers in. He rubs it all over his cock and pushes hard against my ass until it finally gets open enough to let him slide freely. He fucks really slow in my ass and is.