Puny cock she thought."You can thank me later," said Jill. "Next time I'll put it in your asshole."Jean was riding up and down on the poker handle as ...Jill finally got off of Ben and walked over to her. Ben was laughing at her telling her she had found her place in life at last. When he said he had to go clean up, Jill told him to come to Jean and let her clean his cock off. Jean was shaking her head in protest but Jill promise to shove the other end of the poker up her ass if she didn't. When. When I woke up my right side from my face to my toes was numbish. I flipped. The only thing I could think was stroke. The only other thought I could think was “please let me die”, over and over again. I can’t manage if I lose the use of half my body on top of my other issues. I could still move, but I didn’t try to get my wife’s attention. She was in the other room. I was scared stupid, but If I was having a stroke I’d rather it kill me than adding another level of disability. I don’t want a. And it stunned me."When will she be home? My parents won't be home until tomorrow. They called and asked if I was okay staying. Or if I was going to stay at a friend's. I told them I'd be okay," she said.I answered."They'd be home about 6-7pm tonight. Gone to do some errands, running around, stuff like that,' I said.Katie looked at my watch."Call her. Make sure. Ask her to get some groceries or something." She said.I could not believe I was agreeing to take this kind of risk. But I did.My wife. ’ ‘We’ll finish our drinks and go stroll the town then Ethel, and thanks for the tip.’ ‘My pleasure. You may even find that we’re not as sleepy and backwards as most outsiders assume we are.’ Mitch gave her his best smile and told her, ‘Ethel, something tells me you’re not the least bit backward or sleepy.’ She just smiled at him and walked away. ‘Layla, did you notice the old names like Ethel and Blanche and Grace? They aren’t nearly that old, so why do you suppose they were given those.