Cindy is actually my cousin Roy's oldest daughter. And at 27yrs old she's one fine family tribute to ourgene culture! She's 5'6" and weighs a mere may...e 105lbsand that's with a, soaking wet towel on. She has long blonde straight hair that hangs past her assnow which itself is a treasure,It's one of those you wants'just grab and enjoy the feel of mother natures having blesseda woman with ones, It's one of those jiggly wiggly as you walkabsolute bubble butts! Now she was blessed with that ass. Inside was a Styrofoam box in two sections. Holding my breath (I realized), I lifted the top half of the box. Inisde were 10 sealed vials and a folded-up piece of paper.Unfolding it, I realized that Smith was thoughtful enough to give me a printout that provided some guidance. This was virgin territory, so to speak. I broke out my ill-fitting glasses, which promptly slid down my nose. I pushed them back and settled down to read.My friend: (it began):This package contains all of your dreams. It. I’ve let go of you but your hand is still under my skirt.” I started to slip a finger into her snatch, but she wrenched free, turned around and stomped away. “I’ll tell mom and dad.” “You won’t tell shit, because you enjoyed holding my dick, you fat whore.” “Enjoyed my ass, and who are you calling a whore?” I thought she was going to burst into tears. She grabbed a broom and charged at me, swinging. I evaded her swing and ran away. I bounded up the stairs and headed for my room. I. So wrapped up in her thoughts, she didn’t notice when he pulled into a grocery store on the way home. Marissa looked at her watch. It was almost six. ‘What would you like for dinner?’ Alan asked as he got out of the car. Marissa got out, too. ‘Um, I’m not really hungry,’ she said. Her body was still on Pacific Time. ‘Well, I can’t have you wasting away on me, how about some fish?’ Alan held out his hand and she took it. ‘Alan, I really can’t stay. I’ve—’ ‘What? Got a hot date or something?’ he.