Her hair was short down to the middle of her neck. It was black with green, red, and blue highlights. "I'm Lexi" she said with a big smile on her face.... The last girl looked really shy, she had sweat pant and a black tang-top on. Her hair was just plain black that went down to her shoulders "my names Abby" she practically whispered. "hey why do they call you pyro?" Autumn asked. I took out a cigg and lit it "because I like to set things on fire,so my friends at my last school started calling me. Tracy studied the slit between her best friend’s legs. She’d performed the act countless times, but it never got old. She absolutely craved it. As her tongue delved inside, Tracy closed her eyes and savored the taste. As Tracy’s nose settled in against Heather’s bald mound, she gazed upwards. Heather’s tummy, still tight after all these years, undulated with the movements of her body. Her belly button piercing dangling against her pale skin. Tracy watched as Heather arched her back, her still. We have the prisoners and their families. The prisoners will be given a simple choice, work or die. If they do not work I will simply remove their heads. Their families will be given a similar choice, work or starve. If the women have work, they can feed their families and won’t have to whore themselves. I’m sure they will be glad of the choice. When the refugees arrive, they will be given the same choice: work, or move on. I have few doubts which they will chose.”“I’m sure they will! Well, you. Lekin jab tak koi lund na mile tab tak pyas kaha bujhti hai. Maine tinder use karna start kiya aur age group mein 40 se ke 60+ tak ke aadmiyo ka selection rakha. Main wapas usi lund se nahi chudwana chahti thi.Mujhe naya lund chahiye tha. Aur jawan ladke se nahi chudwana tha. Isliye buddha dhund rahi thi. Kaafi saare uncle mile mujhe . Sab chodna chahty the. Lekin ek aadmi mila jo kaafi zyada tharki lag raha tha. Uska naam Amit tha aur woh 48 years ka tha.Main usse milne raazi hui. Lekin usko.