His door was open a crack so she stepped in and leaned against it. He turned when it clicked."Hi, Sis, why are you looking at me like that?" I talked ...to Ginger at lunchtime today, Ginger Wilson. Did you know she was a 8th grader when you boned her?"He blinked at her and blushed."All this time you told me I was too young, that we couldn't do it, that I had to wait. I'm twice as pretty as Ginger. Well, aren't I?"He nodded and licked his lips watching her pull her soft polo shirt over her curly. I mean you were practically drooling over the man.” “Was I really? I didn’t realize I was that obvious. But then again, I fucking love Rancid. Lars is fucking amazing. Though I really think I’d rather be fucking Hunter, like I’m going to!” “That one guy from Simple Plan was really ogling your tits! I thought Hunter was going to kill him. I mean, damn girl, you’re shirt is tighter than I thought was possible. You’re fucking nipples are showing and they aren’t even hard! You only wore it so you. Beshok’s lips met hers eagerly, desperate to once again taste her charms, but she quickly pushed him back, a confused look on her beautiful face. “Something is wrong!” She hissed. Beshok stepped forward dumbly, aching to touch her, but she shoved him with a hand and sent him flying backwards several feet through the air until he crashed to the ground.“Can we help, Mor’tari?” Baelor asked as Beshok pulled himself to his feet. The fall had cleared his head somewhat. Mor’tari? Was that not Elvish. Reaching for my head with his hand, he pulled me up to his face, "I'd make love to you anytime you wanted" he replied and pulled me to his lips as we now kissed long and passionately. For the next few minutes we kissed opened mouth, tongue to tongue, biting softly on each others lips as we both caressed each other faces and then wrapped our arms around each other in a passionate embrace. "Oh god" Brian said "You kiss so divinely" he added I moved my head down a bit and began to kiss his neck.