Bill makes excuses for the shit head even when I tell him of the sexual advances Buddy makes toward me and the inappropriate touching. Bill passes it ...off as too much alcohol.“Lilly, Bud just had too many Bud’s that’s all.” My loving husband would say to me.Which is bullshit; Buddy has goosed me when he was stone cold sober.My husband is a handsome man. Very athletic and muscular, his sexual equipment is above average in length as well as thickness.Buddy on the other hand is kind of blocky and. She would be cooped up in her outwardly untouched home, cleaning her flawless untouched china and feeling just well… untouched. ‘Perhaps Alexander and I will go soon… when he’s not so busy.’ Her words dripped like pure acid down her throat. The sweet single malt whisky hidden in the silverware cabinet might relieve some of this bitterness she thought quietly to herself as she let Carrie out. As she moved to shut the door, the sweet fragrance of roses fanned into the house from the bush she. “We’re going to find your nerve endings and stretch them. That’s a promise,” he said without emotion.I was quickly undressed by his brothers, Jaimie and Spark, and lifted onto a table, face down. “If I scream the whole bar full of white guys will kick shit out of you 3,” I threatened.“But you won’t coz you want this,” said Duke, pulling out his huge hard cock.Jaimie was not one to die wondering, so he grabbed my face and started to french kiss me. Spark saw the chance while I was distracted to. I don’t open the floor to questions for over four hours. I could have gone on much longer. I remember in my first life, my last engineering test was for qualification on the training ships. It was a little 210 ton ship. The drawing they gave me was the main shaft line. Most people would have drawn the shaft and given a 15 - 20 minute presentation before the board members started asking questions about it. I talked for 90 minutes, and I still had more information to give.With the thesis, four.