You’re always so with it, that this doesn’t happen very often.” Then she whispered in my ear, “I’ve always suspected you had an exhibitionis...ic alter-ego and I think it’s great that you’re letting it out to play. You should have gone with a halter top, rather than a T, though. That would have completed the look right fine!”[Aside: I don’t think that I’ve let you know, Ms. Diary, that my best friends are at least as smart as I am. Liya is, I think, the smartest student in our grade, probably in. "We are here for the Christmas Party," said the man."Your invitation, sir?" he asked, not opening the gate.An invitation card was passed over, and when slipped into the document reader in the gatehouse it was accepted as genuine. That was a start, but the Master Gunnery Sergeant was still suspicious."If you would just step in here, sir, we need to check you for concealed weapons." No," came the firm, but courteous reply."Beg pardon, sir, but I must check you for weapons, or you cannot come in.". Her breasts were so hot, their C-cup size just right on her petite figure and they were a very hot handful as he groped and felt her up. Jackie's hand pressed Ed's face firmly against her naked breast and she moaned that his lips felt so good on her tit. Ed switched back and forth, licking first one hard nipple and then the other until they were both fully engorged and telling him Jackie was more than ready for another go with his hard cock. Ed didn't even ask if she wanted to fuck again; he. Neurotic, sniveling little bitch. She was just like my mother. Always putting me down.I felt a hand on my shoulder and looked up into Robert Bly’s eyes.“Let it go,” he said softly. “Let it flow out of your body, through your feet into the ground. The earth is thirsty for your pain. Let it have it.”Fuck! Zero to sixty in five seconds flat. I’d gone from an insult a friend gave me in an exercise to resurrecting all the pain of my first marriage and right back to the shame my mother inflicted on.