Nothing personal, just your bad luck." "George?" asked Lennie. George looked back at his brother, who looked confused. "Yeah, bro?" ..."What do you mean 'get rid of the body'?" "You know we have to kill her right? Otherwise she'll tell. Then we have to get rid of the body 'cause that's evidence." Lennie's face got dark. His lips curled into a frown "What's the matter?" asked George. "It's not fair! I wanna fuck the pretty girl. You said I could fuck the. Bending over, I ruffled his ears and kissed his head. “Dink, go watch William.” He pushed his huge head into my thigh and dropped the ball at my feet. “Dink. William.” He looked at me, looked at the ball, looked at me again and ran back to the house.By the time I got on the boat and sat down, Finn came up from the galley with two wine coolers. I almost complained about his selection before realizing that the bottles were easier to carry with his cane than two glasses of wine.I took the offered. But womens here in tribe not like men pushing dickie-sticks up booty. Say make them cramp and then pass much gas all afternoon. Women try to keep men from sticking booty by never cleaning out. Mens get tired of poopy stuff all over every time they want smelly hole. So now they just think about getting dickies up women's poopy hole and make baby juice come out by handling selves."As the chief told his story, a rustling at the door announced the entry of my dear betrothed Tess, looking radiant as. “Is this a long story?” I laughed.“So…,” Craig continued. “By now a married couple were standing and waiting at the elevator with us…watching this. Man, the elevator is fucking slow in that building,” Craig laughed.“Yeah,” Billy said. “We’ve been taking the stairs.”“Anyway, the guy that had just touched her tit had a small bag with him. He pulled out a handkerchief and said, ‘Here, let me get it for you.’ He then spit on the handkerchief and started rubbing the cum off her tit. The.