. everything had price tags from no longer existing business. Businesses closed during the 1800’s. Police seized articles ... auctions ... garage sa...les ... estate sales ... found and unclaimed ... amateur archaeologists collections. Just plain scavengers. But not fakes ... the real McCoy.It all started when Jim Bales (11 left wing for Logan Park) brought a huge wood carving representing a short-legged male with a head almost as big as the body, covered with carved tattoos. Right behind Jim was. “Now I shale transform you into the form you will take in my presences.” He reached down and picked me up by my hair, as my face got close to his he opened his mouth and his tongue came out. It was long and purple with black bumps all over it. He pressed it to my lips. I try to keep my mouth closed but it did no good. His tongue entered my mouth and it tasted like sour milk. As it started to go down my throat I felt like I was going to puke. When it was down my throat it started to squirt a. She had on only her panties, but her chest was bare. Her pale breasts topped with almost neon pink nipples and areolas. Her breasts were a decent size and reasonably perky for a woman of easily fifty-three years. Her thighs and her stomach were tight and her calf muscles flexed as she walked towards him. Without a word, Martha grabbed Mitchell’s hand and put it on her tit. He caressed it, loving the way her smooth skin flowed between his fingers like gelatin. Her nipples were like hard. Now we were in the early stage of our second semester and still thoroughly enjoying our mutual class, albeit at 7:35. ‘Hey, Kura,’ I said yawning and putting my tray down at the table she was already seated. ‘Hey, Erik!’ she replied as bubbly as ever. How she managed to be this personable this early in the morning, I’d never understand. ‘How’s Sean? He must still be sleeping, huh?’ ‘Yeah, that asshole!’ I quipped back. She laughed, ‘Remember that tonight I’m staying over with him because we.