..sunlight, electricity, microwaves, etc. It's kinda' dangerous though -- too much energy could short-circuit your entire nervous system. Me: Oh reall...? But what does that have to do with me?David: Well.....I was wondering if you'd like to try the technique I taught Kirstin? It's not guaranteed to work, but it supposedly feels amazing....at least according to her. Me: Oh ok. Sure, why not?David: Ok....David: Shut your eyes and count backwards from ten to one, taking slow deep breaths with each. . ?" the policewoman muttered, barely able to speak as she stared unashamedly, at the prostitute's 'cock'... "That's it, Policewoman!" Britt-Chanelle replied, offering her 'cock' to Bonnie. The blonde policewoman leaned closer - the former 'Miss California' caressed Britt-Chanelle's trembling thigh with her fingertip and teased at the prostitute's 'cock' with the very tip of her moist tongue."I'm a fucking 'HERMAPHRODITE'... !" the 'convicted' prostitute continued. Bonnie opened her mouth and. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- After a week of talking to Trevor on the phone, we made plans to meet up. My mom, Karen, picked him up from his house. We went to see the movie "The Notebook." My mom dropped us off, and at the time there weren't many people there, so we were soon to discover that we had an empty theater to ourselves. We were watching the movie for about 30 minutes when we both caught. I put all my discipline into shutting her out of my heart, my mind, my consciousness. It worked, for a while. Another evening, three months later, and there came another fierce banging on the door. It was after nine, and so a JW or Mormon was about to get his / her ass reamed. I flung open the door, and Linda toppled in. Oh, he’d done a number on her, alright. A couple teeth missing, eyes blacked, blood all over her blouse and even onto her pants. I picked her up and hustled her to my car. .