–New Txt Message from DanMan: Hey I kno a way you can get the money 4 the last of your books. Ttyl– Brad, only half awake, checked the message and... rolled over on to the bed before falling asleep. §§§ ‘Yo, Bro. Did you get my message last night?’ Dan said passing a flyer to Brad, ‘here look at this’. ‘What’s this about?’ Brad looked at the brightly colored advert with a hot blonde wearing cut-off jeans and a wet tank top. ‘Wow, wet T-shirt contest. I can’t go though’ ‘Just look at the prize.’. "Tits!" I spun around to look at Jackson, who I had shoved half off thesofa. "I've got tits!" My voice still sounded a bit hoarse, but there wasno mistaking the pitch. The baritone I was accustomed to hearing had beenreplaced by a rich soprano. Granted, one that was, at that moment,registering high on the scale.Jackson's mouth opened as one of his hands came up in supplication, but Iwas still in the beginning stages of the mother of all freak-outs."My ass!" I added, one hand releasing the globe. It wasn't long after she finished her second orgasm that she fell into her third. She had no screams left in her and she fisted her hands in the fabric of Sam's open shirt as she struggled for breath and arched her back, her thighs clamping tightly on either side of the hunter beneath her as she spilled yet more juices down his still-thrusting cock.She had barely finished cumming, small spasms still quivering down her legs, when Sam felt himself following suit and he slipped out of her, pumping. A couple of minutes later a real skuzzball walks in and starts trying to sell some stuff that fell of the back of a truck. Although he got no takers, he didn’t leave. I figured he was trying to stay off the streets and out of sight. He kept eyeing me after the Madres left, and I started to worry when one of the dudes got done and left.ᴉAhorrado! In walked a Norse god with his laundry! Even better, I knew I had seen him at Mass – even if he had never seen me. He had to be at least two hundred.