Grass stained knees from tire swing falls. Skinned elbows from monkey bars slips. Stretch marks. Happy smiles. Your vanilla cream belly swelling once ...more. Blondie times three. Breakfast in bed. Buttermilk waffles and maple syrup. Stickier pussy. Languid sex. Laughing sex. Tears into angry sex. Bitter memories. Old age creep’n in till blonde hair fades.And then…I douse that painting with gasoline. Light it on fire. Because it’s just a fleeting boyhood dream fueled by desperation and hurt and. ’ A slight disturbance, more rustling fabric. ‘My nipples are hard too. My finger is rolling one as your lips rolled it this morning. My left nipple, with that little mole you like to kiss. Can you taste me? Oh, it feels so good. Not as good as you made me feel, but so good. And you look delicious there, open to me. Two fingers inside me now. Can you hear? There is a mark on your thigh. I put it there, didn’t I? Two days ago, with the cane you love and hate so much. It is here beside me. Do you. He wants to keep this one if she isn't pregnant any more." What do you think I could do to help Theresa and not encourage Billy to keep doing it with someone else?" First, we need some more information about this girl. I thought you'd be great at making friends with her and finding out more about what she's like. If she's a nice girl, it might be hard to work something out. She knows Billy's married and went ahead and let him get her pregnant anyway. I'm guessing she isn't exactly as pure as. A stumble, a yell of "FUCK!" As they stepped on a rock barefootrevealed it to be Jen, and Ade was relieved. She hated herself for it."Hey, girl. You want some company?" Yeah." She wiped her eyes. "I really do."Jen handed her a beer. "Steve went to bed. I don't think he was veryhappy with me."She felt a little sick with drink, and after only a mouthful nursed thebottle, swinging it absentmindedly with her thumb jammed in the neck."He doesn't use the internet much. This is all new to him." He's a.