"This is Chris".I had never seen this guy before but I assumed he was an old friend of her. "Hi" I said, "Grab us a drink, I'm just gonna go over hear... with Chris" She pointed to an area of the club that was a little quieter. "Ok, I will come and find ya". I turned to the bar which by this time had a little bit of a queue.It took me a good 10 minutes to get the drinks but after I finally got served I went over to find Rachel. I find them sat down in the quieter part of the club. I passed her the. Stan could see her sweet wet lips clearly and even the soft faint hairs above her slit!“OMG!” Cindy thought. Her friend’s wet pussy was totally exposed in the store. Anyone walking by would be able to see it. Stan stopped, staring right at it. He thought he could even smell it. His cock began to throb.“Help me Stan, push!” Stacy said, planning her next actions carefully. She angled her foot inside the boot, making it difficult to slip on.Stan tried to push the heavy boot on her foot and up onto. I spin with queasy drunkennessAs I confess lewd acts.I shout outside my window, "We're AllFictionmaniacs!" William Shakespeare wore a corset.Charles Dickens a ballgown.Dostoyevsky a ballerina:A dancing, bearded clown.Lipstick on Mister Hemmingway.Nabokov a teen temptress.Mark Twain in a prairie bonnet.Poe a girl, all Gothic.Gabriel Garcia Marquez shouts:"Great Bards and Wormly Hacks,You're welcome to submit and joinThe Fictionmaniacs!"At midnight, manly maidensConsecrate the great taboo.In. I was out here cutting some more wood when it started to rain, and I rusted in place! I have been here with this ax in my hand for the past two years waiting and hoping someone would come by to help me!" he explained."Well, lucky for you we came by - it might have been another two years before someone else came by!" Dorothy said."Yes it is. Where are you headed anyway?" the Tin Man asked."We are headed to the Crystal Castle to see the Master. I want to see if he will help me get home and.