A friend of my dad owned a frame shop and he'd let me make up a special frame for it.Beth just stared at the photo for what seemed like several minute..., then I saw a single tear splash on the glass."Oh my God, Tommy. It's beautiful," she said in a hushed voice. "I can't believe it's me." She got up and propped the picture up on her pillow, right under the professional oil portrait hanging over her bed. There they were—the two contrasting images of Beth—one as a young girl and the other as a. What can I say, . I’m butt girl. When I finally got it back, I stood and passed him going to the door. ‘Fifteen is Charlemagne. Nice try though. I’m sure you could have figured it out yourself eventually,’ and walked out before he could say anything to me. ********** I spent the first twenty minutes of English daydreaming about my chemistry partner’s ass. I know. Have I no shame!? Eventually I noticed the note that Cree had passed me to me about ten minutes earlier, and we spent the rest of. He said, “I want three flat tires, a pair of headlights and a pair of running boards.”The brand new blonde waitress, not wanting to appear stupid, went to the kitchen and said to the cook, “This guy out there just ordered three flat tires, a pair of headlights and a pair of running boards. What does he think this place is, an auto parts store?”“No, ” the cook said. “Three flat tires ... mean three pancakes; a pair of headlights ... is two eggs sunny side up; and a pair of running boards ... are. This was too much for the guys on the right and left of me to take and they both shot their cum over my chest. I looked down at my body, I was starting to be a soaking wet mess, my body slick with cum and sweat. I knew my goddess had made me squirt so my legs were soaking too. She pulled out of me gently and rose from the bed, stroking a finger across my cheek and smiled wickedly, “You really are a dirty slut!” She winked. I reached up and stoked her face, I wanted to say something witty but.