The crack should show up fine in a photo made with it. I’ll take three or four photos before I start trying to smash up the concrete around the patc....”“Fine, I’ll leave that to you. I’ve got to chase down the bastard that sold me this place. He should get the benefit of the smell that you and I did. No matter what, I’m getting some of my money back.”[Ring, give me a first class cellphone with a good camera. I want to look good for the boss with this one.] Just a moment later, I was holding a. What George witnessed was the sizable crowd of men enjoy sex with both his wife and Fliss. It became impossible to keep count of how many took which woman or if each man only chose one. He watched as many hands touched Lucy’s body, squeezing her breasts, pinching her nipples. He saw fingers disappear inside her vagina, anus and mouth. He looked on as she was fucked standing up, lying down and crouched on all fours.George thought back to the myths that surrounded these rituals, the stories. " For what, looks to me like you're just being klutzy." I said."That food was meant for you." She said. She looks at the gathering crowd. "So you know, I like to be spoon fed, I'm surprised your boyfriend lets you feed him like some swine." I paused shaking my head. "It's such a shame to waste food when so many children overseas are starving."She was seeing red now. She picked up a piece of pie from a friends tray and threw it at me. I ducked and it hit one of the teachers standing in back. Why weren't they in class? Why weren't they suspended.Zoe sighed, knowing she had best tend to her own business, so she wearily shoved herself away from the Returns counter to put away the school's every-dwindling amount of books to shelve. With a silent sigh of acknowledgment of her aching back, she rose off her stool and shuffled over to her book cart.To call Zoe plain would be an understatement; no one would come close to guessing that she was only 26 years old. Her (badly) frosted hair was.