Date: Sun, 19 Nov 2000 05:47:56 EST
From: ZLATAZOBO@aol.com
Subject: Where no one owns the Rain, part14

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	   Where no one owns the Rain....
			  By Andrew Simon van Ryan
			      Copyright 2000.  All Rights Reserved
				Part Fourteen
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			 From the Congressional Record
          	      REMARKS FROM SPEECH BEFORE THE HOUSE
	                     HON. RON PAUL, HOUSE OF REPRESENTATIVES

WEDNESDAY, FEBRUARY 25, 1998. "Mr. Speaker, I rise today to introduce the
Privacy Protection Act of 1998..."

 "Unless the use of the Social Security number is restricted, it will soon
become a national identification number by which the federal government can
easily keep track of all vital information regarding American citizens."

	"One cannot get a driver's license, apply for a job, or even
receive a birth certificate for one's child, without presenting their
Social Security number to a government official..."

	"Perhaps the most disturbing...  the Congressionally-authorized
rule forcing parents to get a Social Security number for their newborn
children....   Mr. Speaker, forcing parents to register their newborn
children with the state is more like something out of the nightmare of
George Orwell than the dreams of a free Republic that inspired the nation's
founders".

	"Unless the abuses of the Social Security number is stopped,
Americans will soon have a de facto national identification number, which
would provide the federal government the ability to track all citizens from
cradle to grave. The drafters of the Constitution would be horrified if
they knew that the federal government would have the ability to set up a
universal identifier and every newborn baby had to be assigned a number by
the federal government."
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Zeke began to frantically pull at my clothing.  He stripped me naked within
seconds and pushed me back down onto the bed.  He pulled at his own shirt
with such force that I heard a slight tearing of the cloth.  Standing
briefly, he pulled his shorts off and revealed his rigid flesh.  I gazed at
the beautiful body he possessed while he slowly slunk to make contact with
my charged skin.  As our bodies met, I felt a shiver run through me.  It
was as if I was reliving the experience of my first contact with another's
nakedness. I felt myself begin to tremble as the feeling flooded over me.
As Zekes lips met mine I wanted nothing more than to be washed away in the
waves of sensation to a place where none of the worlds misery could touch
us. I wanted so badly for time to stand still, leaving Ezekiel and I free
to roam about while the rest of the world stopped.  Nothing but the two of
us, spending all of forever together.  I parted my lips and his tongue slid
forward to reach mine.  My arms wrapped around him tightly and my hands
began gripping his smooth firm flesh.  His body trembled slightly as my
hands slid slowly down his back to the muscular round rises of his butt.  I
pulled him solidly against me as I ground my pelvis against his, feeling
our sexual will increasing.  He started licking at my ear before nipping at
the nape of my neck.

"Oh, Zeke...."  I moaned as he kissed my neck.  "I've gotta have you."

I shifted position and rolled him off me and over onto his back on the bed.
I began sliding my naked body back and forth across his in a serpentine
movement.  Zeke was making small sighing noises which caused my desire to
flare even higher.  I reached between his legs and took his hard flesh in
my hand.  Moving in close I grasped my own swollen cock and held them
together, rhythmically stroking them as one.  Zeke stared up at me, his
eyes wide and mouth slightly open as he began to pant heavily.

"I want you in me."  He breathed.  "Please, Andy now."

Rolling him up onto his back by pushing his legs forward, Zeke's butt
became exposed to my view.  I slowly moved between his upright legs,
repeating the serpentine motion until I was within inches of his opening.
His eyes were focused on mine as I parted my lips to expose my
tongue. Sinking down as I stuck my tongue out I watched as he quivered,
then gasped as it came into contact with his tightly clenched circular
muscle.  First I began to lick at him, then I started to poke at the
opening with the point of my tongue.  As the sensations sent ripples
through Zeke young body he began to relax, then yield to the repeated stabs
from me.  I wetted the firm entrance into him again and again, each time
pushing in more.  Zeke suddenly shivered and gasp.

"Now, Andy.  Please, now."  He panted.  I quickly moved into position
between his still upright legs and held the head of my now highly nerve
sensitive and blood engorged member against his entryway.  As I began to
press into him, Zeke suddenly surprised me by grabbing the cheeks of my ass
with both hands and yanking me forward.  His hole opened and I sank into
him like a steel spike being driven into the earth.  I feared this had hurt
him as he cried out slightly, but when his eyes opened and locked into
mine, I knew this was what he wanted.  He began breathing heavy as he
started to push me away then yank me forward into him with his hands.  I
fell in to the rhythm of his sex and Zeke let loose his grip.  This allowed
me to increase the power of each trust into his velvety interior.  I
plunged deeper with an ever increasing tempo as he began to shake beneath
me.  I felt the pent up pressure inside me build as my sperm began pressing
to be released. My eyes were locked in his as I felt him tremble.  In those
glinting blue eyes I saw a signal to begin hammering him with all I had to
give.  I pounded him now and he cried out.

"Oh!  Yeah!  Now Andy, Now!"

I felt the pressure burst through the dam inside me and my semen sprayed
forth in thick, pulsing streams and with each I drove deep into him.  I
arched my spine and threw my head back, shrieking a loud primordial scream.
My thighs quivered and my muscles froze.  I hung there shaking, with my
pulsating cock plunged fully into him, continuing to unload my issue.

"I'm Cumming!"  Zeke shouted.  The first burst of his cum splashed my chest
as my body continued to shake with the fury of my release.  I must have
pumped five or six powerful surges deep into him.  He sprayed his
shimmering pearl -- white semen across my chest, over the flat of my
stomach and as the crest of his orgasm receded, onto his own abdomen.  I
suddenly gasped for air and collapsed on top of him.

I slid my body in the same serpentine manner across his.  I loved feeling
his cum go from slippery to sticky as I spread it over both of us.  He was
still breathing in spasms as our lips came together.  We pressed together
so firmly that I thought one of us may cut a lip on the other's teeth, but
the thought didn't stop me or even slow me down.  I knew this was the only
time we had to be together and I was not going to let it end a moment too
soon. Zeke began kissing my neck again and softly whispering.

"Oh, how I love you."  He repeated over and over.

"I love you, Ezekiel."  I moaned.  "You're all I could want for."

He was licking at my neck when a sound from outside caught both of us by
surprise.  The sound of many footsteps, as if marching together almost.

"What the hell is that?"  I questioned.

"I don't know.  C'mon!"  He said and stood up, pulling me along by the
hand. Gazing out the screened window, we watched as nearly every young man
in camp gathered together in the open area between our hut and where
Danny's truck was parked.  All of them were dressed now in the jungle
fatigues and the Doc Martin British issue boots Commander Raleigh had
provided to us.  As we watched them unconsciously stepping in time to the
sound of their own feet something struck me.  Something that was so obvious
I was dumbfounded I hadn't realized it before.

"Wait a minute...."  I said turning to look at Zeke's' face.

"Your Dad named you Walter Raleigh?"  I quizzed him.

"Yes."  Zeke giggled.  "He used to smoke a pipe before the sale of tobacco
was banned.  It was his favorite brand too."

"Strange sense of humor he's got."  I laughed "Naming his kid after the guy
who brought nicotine addiction to Europe."

"Hey, he was a knight, you know!  Sir Walter Raleigh, remember?"

"Yeah, the hacking and wheezing Knight" I replied with a giggle and patted
him on the shoulder.  As I did, the bell call for lunch began to ring.

"C'mon."  I said.  "Let's get dressed so we can get naked again after
lunch."

"I can go for that!"  He smiled back at me and our eyes locked together. We
remained silently gazing into one another eyes until I spoke up.

"I've only loved one person in my entire life."  I admitted "Until you."

"I love you too, Andy" He sighed.  "Come on.  Let's go."