Oh well, he figured, and as they walked to a table he leered at Kim's sexy legs. Hmmm, stockings or hose? He wondered to himself as he stared at the w...oman's hot figure. As they reached a corner table and sat down, he watched her cross her legs and saw the tops of her stockings at the hem of her skirt. Question answered, he thought. The two of them talked for a while, but Kim gave him a dirty look when she caught him looking at her legs during a lag in the conversation."You have a wandering eye. I do not know if it was a concious or sub-concious thing. This time I didn't ask for, or pursue, getting any list of names of my classmates. Or friends in the neighborhood.I know there were kids I hung out with. Kids that played together in our little neck of the woods.School finished up. We packed up our few prized possessions. Some clothing. And mom drove us all to Allentown, Pennsylvania.The summer of 1969.My Uncle and Aunt ran a cemetary. They, and their 4 kids, lived on a house right off. Right in front of my face and I didn't see it." The horrible cunt quipped."Imagine that, Eddie?" Franklin said, a dry smirk replacing the disappointment and shock.Franklin sat down on a stool with his back to his very worked up stepmother and oblivious father and brooded over the pans on the stovetop."Honey, uh - where exactly are my eggs?" the horrible cunt said.Edward, the horrible cunt, had a way of saying obvious things like they were fragments of ancient Tibetan wisdom that he was sharing. Then you are going to lick his cock cleanand scoop all his cum from your hole. You’ll lick hiscum from your fingers.” Nikki loved this. She was being fucked by her dog, whosecock was smaller and less painful than Santa’s and shecould tell Santa loved this. Just then, the dog lurched forward and she could feelsomething large growing inside her. “Ow!” Santa looked down at the child on hands and knees andsaw that the knot was now inside his little whore. “Hejust.