The truck in a matter of weeks would find the base then Henry's house would be further defiled by more soldiers as they tried to find a way in. She wa... sure of one thing; when Henry came back he would be seriously angry at the way his house was robbed and vandalized.Clarice sat at the tutor as she digested five dimensional math. Beside her sat her cousins. Uncle Henry and Aunt Susan had a lot of children. They all were so nice, even if they were all a little older than her except for Moesha and. I’m not just talking about your single-minded focus on getting into medical school, but everything. You don’t need some old Russian ladies telling you who to date. Heck, you don’t need girls asking you out and then dithering about what to do. Make up your mind, and do it.”“Aren’t you worried about our relationship?”“Have you listened to me AT ALL?” she asked, exasperated. “We’re spending time together, we’re working out our differences, and we’re having good sex. I’m nineteen, for heaven’s. “Attagirl,” I winked at Gillian as I patted her head, “you’re a bit of an Anglophile. I get that. My cum tastes of Earl Grey tea with plenty of milk and sugar. My balls smell nice and sweaty, just how you love them. You want to lick and suck my balls, too.”“Your cum tastes of Earl Grey tea with plenty of milk and sugar. Your balls smell nice and sweaty, just how I love them. I want to lick and suck your balls, too,” Gillian repeated, a glassy look still in her eyes as she embraced her destiny.I. His entire body ached and he swore that blood pounded in every hair on his body. He hadn’t felt this bad since he had opted to do a keg stand at a frat party. Pushing himself up, he sat up and looked around. Zeke was an average kid of eighteen with short black hair, soft brown eyes and a thin, slightly athletic body. His eyes flitted around the room and he looked down at the floor. It was like lightning struck him again. Lying there on the floor, completely naked, was a person. Zeke’s eyes.