I tell him to shut up. I tell him I didn't need rescuing, and I don'tneed his pity or his comfort. I yell at him. I call him names.He sits calmly, tak...s it, listens to my sissy temper tantrum which ofcourse ends with my crying into the pillow on his bed. Sissies cry alot. I got used to it."You will go through none of that," he says. "All that is about to end.The revolution is starting."He explains it to me, the plan they've been cooking up in State 14 fordecades. State 14 is all about high. "Loves his Brazilian girls huh? Sorry, but momma loves her landing stripbaby? But why would he order a doll that looked just like me?" Kayla askedherself then finding a pile of escort pamphlets as well as robot Kayla'shandbook that was turned to the page programming your doll.It then dawned on Kayla who was a lot more intuitive than Brad gave hercredit for."I get it he wants a hooker version of me, and he's been using escorts andprogramming her with their "talents", well he's about to get a. Then she slipped her bra strap over her shoulder and began removing her bra.Looking at the car wash panel, Mark noticed another flashing color. Both felt the vibrations through the car as the high pressure wash sprayed water and chemicals along the lower body panels and underside of the car. Jackie quickly removed her bra and leaned back against the car door, letting Mark admire the sight. He leaned over and began kissing and sucking on her nipples as he reached his hand into her panties. Mark. I walked up to Daisy and told her she was to pick pumpkins today and she smiled. About an hour later it began to rain a little and I decided to send everyone home.I let the guys go home also and they looked around the parking lot and did not see Daisy mini van so they went home. I closed the gate and started to walk in the rain towards the pumpkin batch looking for Daisy. Daisy was not to hard to spot. Her shirt had gotten wet and her huge boobs could be seen through her white shirt. Her two.