I think they should say, "Is it Perfect?" In a few places throughout the shop something like, "We make it Perfect." What do you think?" I think it's g...reat," Shawna said excitedly "I'll do that in a little bit. I'll put it in here too. You know, maybe you should hire me and have me create a rebuild shop. I could find a couple of wrenches that could turn some work out. If you don't mind a couple of lezzie biker bitches working here, I know of two people who are really good. Want to talk to them?". She felt like he was going to break her, like he was going to split her in half down the middle.On the hard tile, it was difficult for Dominion to get a steady pace going, but he worked out the mechanics. Chiara’s bouncing breasts were used to measure his rhythm, their oscillations were a perfect way to see how she took the force of his abuse. There was a certain frequency he was looking for, a resonance when her breasts and his cock would move in perfect synchronicity. It was something he did. ’ He smiled slyly at me. ‘I don’t have a condom…’ I shrugged. ‘So what? I’m already pregnant.’ That made him laugh, and I could tell that he was excited. He had asked me several times if I would go on the pill so that I could ‘ride him bareback’ as he liked to say. I always refused, mostly because my parents would KILL me if they found out. They were super conservative, anti birth control, anti abortion, anti premarital sex. They seemed like such big hypocrites to me, since I was pretty sure. The boys, as well as the girls, on the street had began calling his son Little Mike, even though he was taller and bigger than all of them, for easier identification from his father and his not wanting to call him Mike Jr. The younger Mike had refused to be called just Junior but had agreed to Little Mike."He's probably still in bed" Mike said. "Remember its summer vacation and most teens sleep in if they don't have summer jobs." The boy laughed, but looked at the door as it opened."Junior.