Most bitches are just lazy and don't want to put in the time." said Freddy."You mean to tell me that you are that well-endowed?" I asked. "Bullshit, y...ou're what... 5'5, 5'6?"Freddy was very short but he had disproportionately long arms and legs for his short body. Sometimes guys built like that are very well endowed, but seeing, was in fact, believing.Freddy pulled down his jeans and out plopped a monster of a dick. It looked like it was photo shopped on him. Here was this little guy about 6. Looking over at Diana, Dan said, “Tell him.”“You want the pepperoni calzone,” Diana said looking over at Tom.Tom gave up and said, “You’re probably right.”Dan put a plate down in front of Tom and then took a seat. He noticed Tom watching him as he cut a slice of his calzone off. Tom asked, “How did you know what was inside each calzone?”“I use a different mark on each kind,” Dan said with a smile. He had mixed up the different calzones until he had worked out a set of simple cuts that allowed. I said, well "if you wanna marry a Bangladeshi girl, you have to see which girl is willing to take it in the ass". He said he will surely find someone from Bangladesh who would love it in the ass. Minutes later, Saima walks in towards us with a notebook in her hand and she walks towards Mark and then stands right in front of him with her back towards him and then asks me that she has some errands to write for me and she bends over the coffee table and puts aside the tray and places the notebook. And she had done an adequate job of skinning the last goat after Lou had dispatched it. The only complication she could think of was how she would hoist the goat to the cabin rafter. She brushed the problem aside. That could be dealt with later. But as soon as Mary had the hatchet raised above her head, tracking the movement of the restive goat on its tether to level the lethal blow, she lowered the hatchet back down. A tremendous amount of blood had poured from the goat Lou killed. She slipped.