’ It’s a cool persona and it’s how you see yourself. But that doesn’t mean it’s who you actually are.”The warmth drained from his face. �...Or, maybe it is who I actually am. I don’t want to get married, dude.”“Then don’t! But that doesn’t mean you should turn your back on a girl who makes you happy. Why is this so hard for you to understand?”“I don’t know! I just… Forget it.”The toast he was making popped up out of the toaster, burnt and charred beyond recognition. We exchanged a glance, and then. Outro dia estávamos eu e minha mulher em um barzinho, estava acontecendo uma festa entre amigos, ela pensou em um determinado momento que eu estava meio bêbado, então ela anunciou que ia ao banheiro, eu só de me fazendo de distraído, mas tinha notado que ela trocava olhares com um rapaz. Ela começou a demorar, fui dar uma olhada no banheiro, não deu outra, ela não me viu, mas deu para eu ver que estava de canto no escurinho deixando ele enfiar o pau na sua buceta. Ela estava com as mãos. Then, to be equal, she told Willie he could shave half of her pussy on one side and I could shave the other half. So Willie got on his knees while she sat on the seat and Dee Dee spread her legs far apart to give him a good view of her crotch. Willie took his time and shaved her carefully so he wouldnt nick her with the razor. When he finished, I shaved the other half. When finished, it looked like a little girls pussy. Willie was so overcome with looking at it that he knelt down in front of. ’ Michelle blinked, then giggled. ‘Behind the bar?’ ‘Yes,’ said Cassandra. ‘Are you arguing with me?’ ‘No!’ said Michelle, desperation driving her to her feet. She spotted an opening and quickly made her way behind the bar. Craig gave Michelle a big smile. ‘Hiya, darlin’. You’re looking fine tonight, aren’t ya?’ Michelle giggled, her hip rolling out unconsciously. ‘Thanks, cutie!’ Dammit! Craig pushed a shot glass to Cassandra, then poured one for Michelle. ‘Here ya go, darlin’. A little.