She watches out over me.”“You’re ... .... Romanian?” I asked, looking back and forth from the hag in the picture frame to the luscious body on...the bed next to me.“Yes,” she said as she sat up on the bed. “My full name is Marti Fermecatoare. I shortened it because most Americans can’t pronounce it and no one can spell it.” She laughed slightly and added, “... that and the fact that fermecatoare is the Romanian word for witch.“You’re a witch?” I asked in a slightly trembling voice.“No, silly,”. ” Jason moved his computer and notebook aside, then brought two mugs to the table. They were silent as he poured coffee into her mug and into his. He brought over his honey bowl then asked, “Would you like cinnamon in your coffee?” “Wow! You like cinnamon, too. That’s so cool. I love cinnamon in my coffee.” Again, Jason had to chuckle at her enthusiastic response while he got his little jar of cinnamon and placed it on the table with a spoon. When Allison moved to sit down, her leg brushed his. The very first room I came to and snapped on the flashlight, wow! There was one of my friends with a cock up his ass and it was one of the alumnus’ cock. It was only weeks from graduation and the “deer in the headlight” look these two gave me was hilarious in retrospect. They both tried to scamper and make excuses and when they realized they had been caught red handed, or should I say red dicked, they began to beg me to forget about it and would do anything I asked not to report them. I. She said she was sore from head to toe and made a joke about feeling at least a hundred years old.She looked like hell, both eyes black her lips puffed out and bruises on her neck, cheeks and arms. Her legs under the hem of that short tee shirt were covered with scratches.I told her to stay in bed and rest.Beth reminded me that she had played basketball in high school and college. When she had been hurt it had been best to not let the hurt take over, she needed to move around. She said that no.
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