"What I want is basically two things. Number one, I want a truce."She hadn't been expecting that. A little perplexed, she unfolded her arms, asking, "...A what? ... Why?" A truce," he repeated. "I don't want to fight you, not right now. After the big fight yesterday, I honestly don't feel much like fighting against anyone at the moment. I dunno if you've noticed it or not, but I guess you could say that I'm more of a lover than a fighter."She couldn't keep her lips from twitching into a sardonic. The other women? Well, he will make love to them or simply fuck them, depending on what he thinks they need. But, he only does it to cure them and he’s the type of guy who cares enough to take their feelings into account. Nor does he pretend he doesn’t enjoy it as he doesn’t lie to anyone. However, there are times it bothers him terribly, some of the things that have happened and the condition some of the women are in, but he always treats them with respect and care and that’s what I love about. And that's the fucking problem! I don't WANT gentlemen who respect me! I want a fucking BARBARIAN to forcibly take me without bothering to argue the point!Despite what we've all seen in movies and television, most of America's wars were started by (gues who?) America! You invaded Mexico, annexed Texas, started a war with Spain so you could conguer the Phillipines and Cuba. You went into Iraq (twice!) just for the hell of it, you have boots on the ground in every other country on the planet. ?Suddenly, Kinsey was all smiles again and she began rubbing JoeBob’s cock with abandon, and then he shot off, and a minute later, Duquan had his hand on the back of JoeBob’s neck and he was licking the scum up off the floor. It would be his last orgasm for some time!Kinsey’s idea of a chastity tube was a very small one. JoeBob’s penis was unable to get an erection, and this was hellish, when he was out pruning trees, and cute young things walked by, waving at him and shaking their little asses.