S. sagte mal zu W. F.: "Die Leute lieben Ihr Buch!" Daraufhin W. F.: "Ichhabe es aber nicht fuer die Leute geschrieben ..."Auch ich schreibe diesen zw...iten Teil meiner 'Bernhard'-Geschichte nichtfuer andere Leute. Ich schreibe ihn, weil mir danach ist -- nicht, weil ichnach Lob oder Kritiken suche.W. F. draengte S., der vor der Schreibmaschine sass und nicht wusste, wieer anfangen sollte: "Tipp! Tipp!" Was fuer mich so viel bedeutet wie: "LassDeinen Gefuehlen und Emotionen freien. I felt his cock nudging the entrance of my slippery wet pussy. Then gasped out and bit my lip as he pushed his cock into my soaking wet cunt.I said you’re fricken insane but giggled and said we’re going to get caught. Jimmy said no not really and if we have to we can jump off the dock. He said look no one’s even watching. I said mm I see that. He slid his big cock slowly in and out of me. I was thinking what a slut to myself.I thought two cocks already and it’s not even night time or am I. She came out of the shower and walked directly out of the bathroom, made a quick right heading down the hall toward her room, looking without a care in the world, dripping wet, barely taking the time to cover up. (My prayers were answered! Thank you Lord! I was now in the presence of one of your greatest creations exactly how she was meant to be seen…completely naked and moist from the steaming hot shower she had just stepped out of.) The towel she carried was slowly being used to soak up. Jane notices something on her brother's back right shoulder when they reached the parking lot, it looked similar to roots from a plant. "What happened to your back?" She says. "It's all red, were you taking any drugs?" John pushes his right shoulder up to check it and as he looked at the red roots they became brighter, pulsating as if it had a life of its own, then John dropped to the floor. "John!!?" Jane yells.Last night, 11:49 PMIt all started on this night when he starts to develop his.