He was mad as hell and should grab her and yell at her. But he was also ultra turned on and wanted to grab her and fuck this hot little fuck slut hims...lf. Donnas part in all of this did not even enter his thoughts at this time. Fran was a cute and young looking girl. She probably looked more like twelve that her eighteen years. She was short and thin and only had tits that were about 32-B size. She liked to wear her medium length light brown hair in twin ponytails, which added to her young. Seeing me with three dates to myself and all five of those guys without even one between them must have been too much for them.”“So you’re impeccably good to your ex-girlfriends even after a bad break-up?” she asked, skeptically.“I told you,” Emma said. “If he was 18, he’d be perfect.”“You’re biased,” I reminded her and kissed her softly.She kissed me back and shook her head. She unhooked the chin-strap on my helmet and pulled it off, putting it on top of my dresser. “I’m not biased. You’re. Hey girl, bring your ass over here then, I replied. Kim said, I thought maybe I should call first in case John did not want me around, I know he hates me and&hellip, I stopped her as I said, John does not hate you so dont even think like that, now get over here girl. Kim told me she was on her way. It is about a half hour drive so I had just enough time to shower. I was in my robe drying my hair when I heard the knock at the door. I took a deep breath and I walked to the door. I looked out. I head up the Sherry’s room and grabbed my pills. I just couldn’t stop thinking about everything that happened. I paced in her room as my emotions bounce all over the place. Finally I just couldn’t take it anymore. My mother had told me that women where place on this earth to be mother’s. I could never be a mother so what was the point anymore. I continued pacing trying to find just one thing that would make it worth living but no answer come. I didn’t even know that I had walked into the.