.his window was fully rolled down & as I approached , he seemed like a very tiny young ish boyish figure. I opened with " I wasn't sure if you wer...e lost & figureing directions, or taking a needed break , with all the cars that pull in either here or the other side of the soccer field with the paved parking lot.but you seem to look like you are in need of help." He still hadn"t replied, so I added, Any thing I caan hellp you with, and he asked me if I was a good listener & really open. I just wanted to write down my experience going in for everyone to read before I forget how it all went down!I have to say, that I was pretty nervous going in the first time. It had been built up in my head for months. I had been posting and reading on the FantasyLand website for weeks and really looked forward to my first trip in. I had arrived in the Tampa area on Sunday night, March 30th and the first few days were hectic to say the least. We were staying in a crack hotel, had 3 days to. “Now, all my beloved perverts of Fuckland,” said Jilnar, beaming, “Let's do what we all do best. Let's sleaze out!” and, with that, she tossed her royal robes aside.And there was a tremendous cheer and a stampeding mass of horny male creatures rushed the stage! People could not wait to fuck their sexy new Queen, the famously foretold Whore of Lebanon! Within seconds, Jilnar was on the floor covered with hands, claws and long licking tongues.“It's your hard cocks I need!” ordered Queen Jilnar,. “You have to be eighteen to get a tattoo,” Kara said. “And Daddy has to say yes.”“Daddy loves me!” Birgit declared. “Daddy will say yes!”“I think we have a new sheriff in town,” Jessica whispered.“For sure!” I chuckled.November 12, 1990, Chicago, Illinois“Steve, Special Agent Carston is on the phone for you,” Keri said over the intercom just after lunch.I laughed, “You know, you can call him ‘Pete’. Everyone does. Put him through, please.”Pete was on the line a few seconds later.“Jonathan Peter.