" Let's find out," I told her.I pressed the cock-head against her hole and pushed, to no avail. She was too tight. I went back to opening her with my ...fingers, and with a little work was able to squeeze two, then three fingers inside her ass, twisting and tugging and slowly opening her up. Then her hands were down there beside mine, and I pulled out. She slid a couple of fingers from each hand into her butt-hole, and started to tug at herself, stretching herself open for me. Beth leaned in and. There isn't a car there... I feel pangs of disappointment... then remind myself that you'll soon be joining me... I only need wait a little longer.I leave the car and carry my bag up to the door, and see something lying on the welcome mat... it is a long stem, deeply red, rose... the thorns removed... my heart skips and I can barely breathe... bending down to pick it up, I inhale its lush fragrance...Ah, love, you undo me at times... you charm me, excite me, and thrill me to distraction.I turn. From 9 AM to 5 PM the team would give a total of 16 shows. They had completed 11 days of a 14-day show contract. Because Orlando Land was private property and catered to a diverse--and body-modest--tourist clientele, the human actors were attired in "family-friendly" costumes--shorts and loud floral-print shirts and nylon-topped deck shoes. Larry wore an indentured servant collar. Two days a week each of the different theme parks in Orlando Land permitted clothing optional guests--Orlando Land. That I was to blame for the Corvette being boarded, and all those people being killed!” Calara blurted out, on the verge of tears. “I was asleep at the time though! As the junior tactical officer, I had handed over the next shift to Lieutenant Crowe.”John had been searching the judicial log for formal proceedings, but he could find nothing logged in relation to Calara Fernandez.“Who is ‘He’?” John asked curiously.Calara shuddered with revulsion. “Commander Rupert Grant. He’s in charge of Port.