“Look at the way those nipples are jutting out, l reckon she wants more than just showing her tits.”“Look, please…let me go, if l scream someo...ne will hear and you’ll get into trouble, please let me go.”“You hear that fellas,” Baz said, pressing up behind her, putting his arms round her, cupping her breast with both hands. “Let me tell you this,” he bent to whisper in her ear, “believe me, if you scream you will regret it, now are you getting your tits out or shall l?”“Please don’t do this,” she. "We have a problem," AI Barry announced.Shit, "I really hate it when you say that. What's wrong?" The ladies have not prepared enough canapés."Waylon waited a beat before responding. "First of all, I'm not sure I know what a canapé is, and secondly, I'm pretty sure it doesn't count as an emergency." A canapé is an appetizer that usually—" Okay, fancy word for appetizer. I get the picture. Deni and the girls will have plenty of food for us. Is there anything that might ruin tonight's activities. Within moment, the two of us were down in the basement, music and TV on, snacks already knocked to the floor, and killing mutant zombies. It was immediately like old times. I heard the door close and my mom shout something about getting ready. My folks were going out to a dinner and I was in heaven. My best friend was sitting next to me for the first time in many months and I didn't have to share him with anyone.Landon was quiet for a while. I looked over at him as he intensely used a flame. My rocking chair is just like Daddy's only smaller and it's "fully functioning," just like he says, so I can rock it back and forth just like his does. I am a little big for it now though, cause my feet reach flat on the ground when i sit on it, and when i go forward on it my bottom slides a little , which is sorta fun. Daddy's doesn't put down his news to tell me to stop horseplaying and so I just kept sliding forward on my chair and then sliding back: rock back, slide back, rock forward,.