Donnie could see a smouldering look in the brown eyes that were once again highlighted by the thick, black, eye-liner.Lizzie's brown hair was tied bac...k in a pony-tail, which drew attention to her graceful neck and bare shoulders. If Amira's eyes were smouldering, Lizzie's blue eyes showed an intensity that would have been frightening if Donnie hadn't been connected to his gifts. The strapless top she wore sculpted itself to her breasts and her trousers looked painted on.Last but not least was. He’d picked up his loaded in SC that morning and had to be in Vermont by noon on Saturday. An easy trip. Having worked in an electronics store straight out of high school, he tired of cranky customers after 10 years, and decided to hit the road. He got his CDL and joined a trucking firm out of Georgia. East coast trips from Florida to the northeast and home every other weekend. He’d been driving his black Kenworth for five years now. His CB rang out that there’d been a bad accident near. I can tell you like them massaged." She then rubbed her tits and played with the nipples tweaking them between two fingers. The nipples doubled in size. The aide then came around to the front of her and watched as her hands felt the tits and pinched the nipples. She then began to kiss eat tit. The tits were large and full and felt good in her small hands. She sucked each nipple taking turns grasping them deep in her mouth. She pushed the bosses chair back and began to rub her leg beneath her. Sad that I was going to let it all disappear into nothingness. My books lay in the opposite corner, near the shattered glass of the wine bottle. Dozens of stacks of books…novels, short stories, reference books, journals. I had loved to read. The stories on pages that took me to far off places and filled my mind with dreams and fantasies had been as much a part of me as my music had. Many nights of candles and hot cocoa rested between the pages of those books. I never felt quite so alone when.