I remember him saying that when we were in choir that he loved to listen to me sing.The song that entered my mind was 'Loving You' by Elvis. I went up...on the stage and stared down at Jeff in the front row as I sang for him.I will spend my whole life throughLoving you, just loving youWinter, Summer, Springtime tooLoving you, loving youMakes no difference where I go or what I may doYou know that I'll always be loving you, just youI was putting my real feelings into this song. I looked over at. The girls rarely left our neighborhood so they were quiet as we drove to the mall. Abby stared out the windows at the passing buildings in something very close to wonder. I should have made Mickens pay a steeper price!At the mall, I was out of my element and looking at the directory didn't help. I motioned the girls towards the stores, hoping they knew what to do or at least where to start."We should walk around." Adriana thought. "It will give you an opportunity to plan out a practice. They surround you twenty at a time, shooting load after load of slimy dick juice all over you.You’re cumming almost constantly, non-stop.They finally finish.You’ve just been fucked and cummed on by 400 men, many of them twice or more.You’re literally swimming in spermatozoa.The incredible stench and flavor fills your senses.You can feel the WEIGHT of the gallons of slimy, slippery sticky testicular gel covering you, the Ottoman and filling the concave floor of the platform.That’s why its called. Chris walked home. The streetlights had come on and so did the lights illuminating the paths to the 12 lower cabins. The paths were brightly lit. The 3 spotlights above the terrace of his cabin also had come on. The effect was very nice. He could see all the 30 cabins lit in his mind. Pleased with the result so far he went inside to watch some TV and read up on the day's events. He saw an old newspaper with the article about the auction for the islander's Youth's fund. He cut the raving review.