We have a nice day. The slaves have cackled outside and we sit indoors and smoke comfortably. The house slaves sit bored in the corner and are greedy for the next order. We've basically worn on boots, which bring every Hu ** er boat lover. They are already beginning to drool and can hardly hold back. And a little later their hungry tongues hang on our boots. Licking and kissing the fragrant rubber train, and they dug their mouths to swallow our ashes.