. .” “My name is Holly, Joe.” “Hey, I knew that.” “Sure you did. Do you need something?” “Naw, just trying to get a peek at your boobs...is all.” “I’m doing my homework, Joe, not a floorshow.” “I know, but you know, sometimes I like to do my homework naked, so I thought maybe you did too.” “How much have you had to drink today?” “All the beer in the front room fridge and a couple from the basement bathroom one.” So that’s were Rob’s beer went. “Jeez, Joe, it’s only two o’clock.” “I know, but I. K. Rowling to make her care about them. He had that rare gift of conversation, the ability to break anything down and make it not only understandable, but interesting as well. He knew so much; Jane had no idea how, except that he must have a photographic memory.He introduced her to Wikipedia, which blossomed into an all-consuming addiction as she surfed the site voraciously, intoxicating herself on knowledge, correcting pages that were inaccurate, glorying in the sheer vastness of information. .. sex is hard and weird sometimesYou: how many people have you slept with?Stranger: bcz he is so young and he just get wilderStranger: 3 dearStranger: and uYou: please dont think I'm a slut but I've slept with 16 people -- 11 women and 5 men!Stranger: its okYou: plus some other random hookups which were'nt full sexStranger: u knw mens r like wild dogsYou: I dont have a lot of self control... once I got to about 25... it was like I would sleep with anyoneYou: I think that description might fit. Placing the suncream and water down on the small table next to the lounger, I untied my bikini top, letting it fall to the ground. There was a gentle breeze which felt as if it was caressing my breasts as it washed over me. I laid down on the lounger, arched my back and felt my breasts swell as the suns rays worked their magic on my exposed body. Closing my eyes, I felt the breeze again, it was like a stranger’s fingers gently teasing my nipples and the thought of someone touching me as I.