She loves you, and so do I. There's no reason to feel bad because it isn't too late. You can still be as smart as she was, and make everyone happy. Yo... want to be happy, don't you?" "Yes.." he said with a new calm voice. "So what are you going to do.." "I'm going to be smart." "And how does that make you feel.." "Happy." "That makes me feel happy too," I said as I kiss him on the fore head. "Tim?" he said as he opened his eyes. "Huh?" I said, partly because he was awake." "You're the best," he. Not bad, she said, as she looked down on Alun. I think Ill allowthis to go further.Alun pulled himself off the floor and looked round. Wheres the pen andpaper?Liz pointed to the table and Alun grabbed the pen and started speakingand writing. I, Alun Robinson, do hereby promise to kiss and suck Liz Armstrongsbody all over, with particular attention to her pussy. Alun looked upto find Liz pouting. There are no cats here. I dont have a pussy. I have a cunt and Improud of it.OK, Ill do anything you. ?”“Well,” Paul picked up, “they insisted we had to hold up the families’ honor...”“And... ?” Chad asked again.Tony just sadly shook his head. “We really didn’t want to do it, but they insisted. In fact, Paul and I pointed out that the girls’ hair would really be blown, but that didn’t work too well.”“Why didn’t it work?” Chad asked. “Unlike Tami’s near-crewcut, the girls’ hair is almost shoulder length.”“I’ll have to show you,” Paul replied. Although Ann glared at him, he mussed her perfectly. They must have been noticeable as well because Billy was making someunsubtle looks there. He had lost an inch or so of height on the lastround but he had not put in many chips.***"Oh God," I whispered, loud enough for the others to hear.This was the last round we were going to get in before the timer reachedzero. All changes had been made, all betting had been made, and the potstood at around seventy chips. All of us but Billy clearly had somethinggood and no-one wanted to fold, except Billy.