"Yes. She gave us this miracle," she purred in her lilting, French-Canadian accent.My wife and me were as different as night and day. She was slim, da...k-haired, and lithe, whereas I was blonde, big breasts, and curvy, my voice thick with my Ukrainian accent. We met as strippers—Chantelle would call us exotic dancers—at Deja Vu in Lakewood, Washington. There we debased ourselves for the foul lusts of men before the asshole Mark and his whore enslaved us.And Lilith set us free. She showed us a. His dark brown hair was short but grown out so that it touched the collar of his shirt. All I could think about was running my hands through his hair it was so silky looking I knew right then opening the door was the worst thing I could have done. His face and arms were tan by the sun his arms were so big I felt as if he could bench press me if he felt the need too. It didnt take him long to feel that was some kind of invite to come in to my room as he stepped pass me and went straight to my. She agreed to be good and scampered off to get her clothes ready for her sleepover. I turned to Sam and said "I know you want to be the best big brother in the world, but I have reservations about drinking and such, so IF you decide to have these k**s here for a party, YOU will be the one responsible!" Sam agreed and him and Jake went into a huddle to make the arrangements. I had a date with a guy whom I have been seeing off and on for about a year, his name is Bob. We were supposed to go. When it cane time to take the bra off, i literally ripped my skin off with it. This didn't happen just once, by mistake, no no, it happened over and over again because the super glue really did hold my chest skin into the bra, much like a real breast. I have learned better ways since, but the list of insane measles that I've taken to me a girl, is quite long. . In my early 20's i was married to a fantastic gal. She was such a brilliant thing and petty, and loyal. This relationship.