They then transited a grotto in a secret cavern withspace for a special nook for a statue of the fertility goddess Astarte,the one with a vertical smi...e and a forbidden rose clutched by herright hand.As they came back into the light, they snatched a quick glimpse of twowhimsical, less sacred artifacts -- a bas relief of Mrs. Slocum's pussy(that is, of her pussycat, from the sitcom Are You Being Served?), astatue of a bearded lady and a mosaic map of Tasmania (Australia).After these frivolities,. He was a white dude mid 30’s. He was raised in the hood by our school and everyone fucked with him. I was just telling him peace out see you at graduation etc. Then he said, you ain’t going to tell ‘Her’ goodbye, while he was laughing. I looked at him and said, you got jokes huh? He was like nah man, I’m just saying y’all remind me of Mr & Mrs Smith. I was like whatever man, lol. So I was going to the office where I worked at for 2 class periods a day. The students were heading to the last Pep. Shoes are lost and small trays are gathered. You and I make ourselves comfortable. I pour each of us a glass of bubbly and we take a minute to enjoy. The blanket looks inviting and I recline on my side. You find yourself scooting a bit nearer and as you do so you offer to select a piece of candy for me. Without looking, you pluck a gem from the box and place it on my tongue. I don’t take it all in at once. Rather, I nibble off a bite. A small string of liquid yum finds its way to my chin and. Abigail cupped her throat in horror. “Think of me as your patient,” Gabriel added slowly getting to his feet as Rafe handed him his crutches. Every eye was on her. Well, he was her boyfriend, and he was hurt enough to need assistance and who better than she? “Okay,” she said, her voice a horse whisper. She left the guys from the band cleaning up as she followed Gabriel into the bathroom on the main floor behind the kitchen. It was not as big as her bathroom downstairs, but roomy enough.