Pushing in a second to stretch her a little wider, she ran her fingers through his hair as he explored deeper, and it was then she began to sing her s...ng of pleasure, of longing, of lust and of desire, Lifting himself up, he lifted himself back upon her, he looked deep into her eyes as his manhood brushed her vagina, she took him in her arms, she pulled him in closer, she wanted him deep inside her. And with a reach down he guided himself in, his hardness stretching her, her wetness flowing,. I was stopped at a red light at a busy intersection, just lost in thought about the Lord and how good He is and I didn’t notice that the light had changed.It is a good thing someone else loves Jesus because if he hadn’t honked, I’d never have noticed. I found that LOTS of people love Jesus! While I was sitting there, the guy behind started honking like crazy, and when he leaned out of his window and screamed “for the love of God, GO! GO!” What an exuberant cheerleader he was for Jesus.Everyone. I remember the rest of the day, how you kept calling me Danielle. How you kept insisting that I was the way I always should have been. That I'd get used to it. That I'd love it. That I'd be happy and thank you for changing me. I didn't believe you, but you kept insisting.When I went to my bedroom, I remember how shocked I was to find it a girl's room instead. It had been completely redecorated. You'd already thrown out almost everything that I had. All of my clothes... all of my sports. He was well-respected in his neighborhood and was a member of the parent teachers association at the local middle school. He was a bit overweight now since he wasn't exercising as much as during his playing years and eating the food from fast foods and restaurants he found on the scouting circuit that he followed all through the football season.The other candidate for my horny little cheerleader act was Randy Longmire with diabetic wife needing medical care and saddled with the burden of no.