Taking her places was my one favorite choreuntil she decided she needs me no more"That's it for your car, now you'll give it to meToday is my birthday..., hand over the key" But don't worry" she said, pinching my cheek"You still get to clean it, three times a week" I'll allow you to drive it, you know I'm that cool!For exactly ten minutes, when it needs a refuel"At home she took over the space I hadand she made me sleep in her old bed insteadIt was still her room though, that didn't changeI was. Do they have lives outside the show? Are they good drivers? What are their favorite foods? These are just a few of the questions, about these characters, that I feel people would like answered (and with more promptness than you have shown to me). Thirdly, I gave you some sound legal advice about copyright law. No, I am not a lawyer, nor do I play one on TV (but boy would I like to! I understand that those folks on L.A. Law made quite the bundle of greenbacks!), but I think my advice was sound!. And as she approaches its hindquarters she gasps with surprise. The stallion has an enormous erection hanging from its belly. “Oh fuck,” she mutters. Seeing something like this in person is almost unbelievable. She has never seen anything like it. Of course she isn’t stupid, she knows most animals have a penis, especially horses, but she has never seen one hard on a horse.She continues to brush the animal’s coat, working up a sweat in doing so. And try as she might, she cannot get the sight of. "Well, Mr. Harris," James said as he walked back to the limo, " I see you won't be needing me any longer. I'll be back to pick the girls up in about five hours." That'll be fine, James," Mr. Harris said as he stepped back into the elevator with Suzie, Cindy and Gina. "It looks like Mrs. Grotten had a great crop of sluts this summer."James smiled and rubbed his crotch. "You're about to find out. Fuck, are you going to find out!"No sooner had the doors to the elevator closed and the car started.