Once beautiful, like some Instagram girl, like some Kardashian wannabe with resting-bitch-face, a look of conceit and narcissism. now unrecognizable. ...er makeup is smudged like some horror movie, streaming down her face. Cheeks red and bruised from abuse. A bit of dried blood around her nostrils. Cum and drool leak out of her mouth in this hanging position, down her chin and onto her breasts below. Those breasts, wow. Even damp with piss, drool, cum, she's still so erotic. In the beginning, she. Whiskey and coke?B. I don’t drink coke.Those who want to be loved, get dogs.Those who want to love, get cats.Hamsters have a different role. Their purpose in life is to demonstrate death to the kids.What happens when you play ‘Bolero’ backwards?You become unRaveled... The friars were behind on their belfry payments, so they opened up a small florist shop to raise funds.Since everyone liked to buy flowers from the men of God, a rival florist across town thought this was unfair. He asked the good. I looked at the small wedgie she had, revealing her ass crack to me. I had strong sexual urges aimed towards her yet she had no idea of it."God, have you seen Tom's new facebook pictures?" Denise asked me. I crawled down to the bottom of the bed and lay beside her on my stomach. I looked at the screen to see Tom, the class hottie. He had blonde, spiked hair, tanned skin, six pack, you name it. He was gorgeous."I fucked him." Denise said."Really?" Yeah. He wasn't too bad. Not as good as Greg.. "I think it's a greatidea, Jenny will love it."My chores completed, I made my way to bed, mom tucked me inand told me not to worry, tomorrow may even be fun.I had a hard time falling asleep and didn't sleep well. Iawakened in the morning and wondered what mom had in storefor me. As I started to get out of bed mom came in with anarm full of clothes, clearly they were Jenny's clothes."What's going on mom?" I said, "Those are Jenny's clothes."Mom told me. "Today these your clothes, you'll be.