I spent a lot of nights just mulling what I was going to do. I only really had eyes for Sarah. I didn’t even think about Sharon sexually. To my thin...king, Sarah was the perfect body and, to cap it all, she wasn’t discouraging me. She and Sharon were a bit flirty with all boys, but at least Sarah was seeming to notice that I liked her and smiling her million dollar smile each time I raced to catch her up.It occurred to me that I knew nothing about her; I had no idea what Sarah studied, where she. The pounding monster doesnt stop and im a mess..i twist and turn hoping to get out of its way, but its latches are locked around my thighs spreading them. I try to untie my hands but the twisting and turning had gotten them tighter. I look over hoping my phone is not charged but the damn thing is at 87%. I start feeling pain now as it pounds me. I shriek and scream for help. I hear nothing. No can hear a girl being pounded hard by a fucking an**al machine withering cumming again and again. And. We basically live for free for the next three, four or five years because we’ll get out what we’ve put in.”“More,” Katelyn said. “The housing market should rebound by then. It’s been in a down cycle for seven years. It rarely goes past 10. The economy keeps hinting at a rebound and if Congress would stop playing chicken and start cutting expenses we’d probably already be back. I keep hoping they’ll finally wise up, nuke the IRS and put in a flat tax but I don’t think that’s going to happen soon. It must be that “never let them see you sweat” thing that people like her have to develop.“You guys have made this weirdly easy for me.” Helen replied, once she’d fully recovered.“You’ve got enough problems.” I told her. “None of us want to add to them. So, I’ll tell you what I told them: That I don’t know if I’ll want kids or not. Up until a year ago, I figured that it was something I wouldn’t even have a say in; having all of it is still sort of new to me. However, if I ever do, there’s no.