I think she's going to Oak Park tomorrow morning to visit her sister for the rest of the weekend."
 The car had pulled up to the main entrance t...o the house. "What should I wear tonight," Diana asked?
 "Diana," Scott responded with perhaps a bit too much warmth, "I think what you have on is just great! What you're wearing is fine. You look just wonderful!"
 "Oh, Scott, that's sweet. I think this sweater is a little heavy for a party, though, with dancing and all. I think I'll wear a. But he was cool and very open man and we use to chat about lots of things. He was telling my sister Halima was so nice looking, he always wanted fuck a girl like that and I was okay I didn’t mind him saying this shit cos I would said the same if they wasn’t my sister, if that was in my ends I would have bit the shit out of someone who ever said that, since we in prison I didn’t really care because I would of said the same things, by him saying that I had the best wank at night thinking bout my. I knocked the door and heard a ladies voice asking who this is and I said I am Varun Michael’s friend. Then she opened the door and I was so shocked she was in bikini and its Michael’s wife and I was so shocked and my penis got stood in attention and she noticed and told naughty boy come inside. She was leading me and her whole underwear is tucked into her butt crack and her whole plumpy ass is clearly visible. I can’t control myself and she leaded me to a room and said have fun. I slowly. Alicia felt hot urine run down her leg.A terrible, crackling sound emanated from where the suit's hand gripped Stan's fist. Alicia saw a few drops of blood run down the suit's wrist to his shirt sleeve. The drops became a trickle which became a stream which turned into a river. Stan stared at the gush of blood with eyes wide in disbelief, and then he screamed in terrible agony, slumping downwards as his knees went weak. The suit's other hand blurred across his body before striking out at Stan.