Zwei ganz offensichtlich weibliche Besucher, zumindest den Stimmen nach, betreten dein Zimmer."Bei dem hier ist es besonders schade. Der liegt schon s...eit über vier Jahren im Koma, aber ich kann dir sagen, sein Schwanz steht besser als bei manchen Typen mit denen ich schon zusammen war." Wie alt ist der, der sieht ja fast noch aus wie ein Kind?" Lass mal sehen... Ah hier steht´s... Das gibt´s ja gar nicht. Laut seiner Krankenakte ist genau heute sein achtzehnter Geburtstag." Das ist ja traurig.. Most of the makeup is designer brand, but the lip stain is in an unlabelled vial with a screw too brush applicator. Beyond that her hair had lightened in the sun by the pool and combined with the highlights, she looks like a whole different person than the girl she’d arrived as. But that is fine. She smiles into the mirror looking at a sultry goddess. She looks so grown up, no one would think her a lovely teenager anymore. She could probably pass for 21!Her stomach and her phone tell her it was. Always having somewhere to go, something to do, and people to meet. Well, maybe not people to meet. You see, throughout my life, I was… A loner. Yeah. That’s what I was. Kept to myself most of the time. Well anyway, I found the adjustment to small town life rather hard at first. The first person I met down there was Sandy McDonald. 2 years my junior, she had an amazing body. From her medium length brown hair and piercing green eyes, to her perfectly sized breasts which, by my guess, were around. So I squeezed her soft tight a little she raised her leg a little with small aaah sound and I saw her face it was red and eyes big looking at road and smile on her lips. This my green signal.She asked for direction so I came back and told, again tried to search for pen drive this time I place my hand little closer and my head was just above her thighs and rubbing her thighs with hand she was shaking and I placed my lips on them brushed. She put brake with heavy breathing and said please can’t.