Screw you Father Time…. she thought. Since school was closed for the day, Marcus and Anna were coming to take Makena to lunch. She was so excited, M...akena had spent all of her free time with them for the few months. Now she all but bounced in anticipation to be in Marcus’ arms again, and to have Anna in hers. Someone knocked at her door. ‘Come in!’ she yelled. John Francois walked in, the epitome of the word ‘debonair’. ‘Good afternoon, Makena. Can I speak to you for a minute?’ Makena wanted to. These people have a lot to complain about and you think to yourself, “wow, their life must really suck”.So why are they always so damn happy? Never without a grin, always giving an enthusiastic wave and a “how do ya do” no matter what time of the day and no matter what day of the week. Life consistently gives them the shaft and yet they carry on like every day is the best damn day of their life. What’s their secret? Is it a loving partner that cares for them? Nope. Is it a newfound religion?. There was even a little switch on the bottom of it. "What do you think it's for?" Bobby asked again, looking at Alex for the answers. Alex shrugged and answered, "I wish I knew" Suddenly a sharp pain ripped through Alex's body, and he nearly fell to his knees. A bright red glow seemed to be coming from the necklace around his neck, making Bobby back away a couple steps, though Alex was hurting too bad to really notice it. Even when the glow started to move all over him. His whole body felt like. And she kind of fancies you, I think." "You really are disgusting," I told her, shaking my head. "So I've got a dirty mind," she replied. "I think you like having a wife with a really filthy mind. If you didn't, you wouldn't have that huge stiffy you're trying to hide under the sheet." With that she pulled down the bedsheet and my stiff cock was revealed, wagging back and forth as it poke out of the fly of my pajamas. "I may not be allowed to play with Roger's dick," she pouted, "but I'm.