Margaritas all around.She looked at the beach, the boardwalk, her friends, her little pink toenails at the end of her long tanned legs. She gazed up a...t the azure skyand sighed; this is one of those perfect moments that you always dreamof.A pair of teen boys shyly approached the girls. "Excuse me ladies, wouldyou mind if we had our picture taken with you?" Without any discussion,her friends joined her in draping themselves around the excited pair. Asthe waiter snapped a pic, a darkened window. I found Mrs. J. in the master bedroom, packing clothes into boxes. I asked where she wanted me to start. Her answer was the hall closet and bathroom. Then go to the guestroom, which was Junior’s old room. And that the boxes were in the garage. I went out and brought in a few. They were flat new boxes, so I folded them into shape and taped the bottoms. I started by packing all the blankets and towels in the hall closet. Then I packed all the clothing that was hanging. I filled two boxes very. And somehow there were tadpoles in my mouth and tadpoles up my botty hole and tadpoles all over my breasticules and in my hair and in my eyelashes of flutterings. And pretty soon I was a perky, pokie, sodden-cunted, teen angel awash with yummy, swimmy tadpole organisms. So many organisms that I didn't know whether I was cumming or going. At which point I should say... Ohhh. Well, just as I was about to say 'Nighty Night' there was a blindy flash and a rotund, olden-days, midget appeared. And. ‘Uh, cheers,’ she spluttered back, trying to regain her breath. Sammy was a big man, very muscled but clumsy, adoring. One could not help liking him, he was like a mischievous child. His long, strong arms collected up huge piles of props, and Sarah watched as he lumbered offstage. By that time, the rest of the cast had dispersed, the curtain was drawn up, and the audience had vanished. Ben and Sarah were left sweeping the stage before being hustled off to remove their make – up and get a.