But I do have a few cucumbers in the fridge that I bought at the Huntsville grocery store so I go in my house with my cell phone. I pull a cucumber ou... and ask Mr. Perv what he wants me to do with it. Mr. Perv asks me, “Where did you buy that cucumber?” I tell him I bought it at a grocery store. Then Mr. Perv says, “I want you to drive to that grocery store, fuck yourself in the parking lot with it while I listen and then put it back in the grocery store with the other cucumbers.”Now this is. I’ve got something special planned.’Something special. Well this could get interesting. If nothing else I should get a good nights sleep afterward. By the time Wednesday morning rolled around I was good and horny. My imagination provided lots of possibilities for “something special”. Luckily the workday passed rapidly and I made my way home, ate a quick meal and retired to the bathroom. There I inserted an enema tube up my ass and flooded my guts with warm, soapy water several times with. The class finally ended and they got on their bus and headed home. Living down the street from one another made everything easier for their relationship. Though they were always driving to school by their parents they still always road home together so it gave them a little make out time in the back of the bus. 8:00 came slower than he wanted it to but he was still nervous about meeting her family. He got there and the house was filled crazy aunts and uncles already drunk and having fun. He was. "Hey," he said glumly, staring at his feet. He should have worn hisnew Jordans, the ones he got for school."Thanks for saving me from Donald Trump." She motioned towards thedoor.Despite himself, he smiled. "Donald Trump, good one." There was along pause. "So, uh, how do you, uh, find, uh, America?" Real, uh,great, shithead."Left at Iceland." He looked at her dumbly and she sighed. "It'salright, I suppose. Uncle Phil is nice." Her voice went quiet and sheleaned in slightly, "Miley is a.