His girlfriend Sharon Wyler looked like a centerfold, folks. She was tall, slender, with light bronze skin, pale blue eyes and long blonde hair. Oh, a...d she had the big breasts, long legs and big booty that could make an avant-garde photographer’s dream. Sharon was the captain of the women’s soccer team. And an honor student. The gal had beauty, brains and athletic talent. I don’t believe perfection is possible but Sharon definitely came close. How in hell did Trevor get hold of that? Hot damn!. He quickly extracted his finger and stood back. “Use the toilet, and clean yourself while I’m gone,” he added rather unemotionally, “When you’ve finished, lie on the table, this time face up.” With that, he turned and walked away, leaving the room and Susan still standing, arms raised. Slowly she lowered them and moved to the corner of the dungeon. She had done as Peter had instructed and was lying on the wooden table when he again entered. He had the two pails with him, and again set them on. What the hell? Tom thought.Then it was Gary’s turn.“Will I get to fuck Kelly at the party?”A short pause, then both of them responded, “Don’t count on it!”This time Zak laughed hysterically, Gary not so much.Tom turned down the aisle where the boys were to find them huddled together, staring at the little answer window on one of those Magic 8-balls. Now it made sense. Ask a question, turn it over, hopefully, get the answer you want. The boys hadn’t gotten the answers they wanted. Tom snickered. Her behavior was uglyas her looks, I haven't fullyunderstood whyshe's somean, all I know is that she drinks alcohol in an effort tonumb her pain. Truth is, it fuels her rage instead."When are we going?" I asked."Now," said Chernov, "The sooner we leave, the less likelythe smurfs here will get a chance to saygoodbye." Can I get a chance to saygoodbye toSassette?" I asked, "Or BabySmurf?" This is punishment for them," said Chernov, "Papa Smurf has everysmurf in the village tostayindoors until.